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REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON,   D.  D. 

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THE   LIBRARY  OF 

PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


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THE 


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GOSPEL    PSALMIST; 


A  COLLECTION  OF 


HYMNS    AND    TUNES, 


FOR 


PUBLIC,  SOCIAL    AND    PRIVATE    DEVOTION 


ESPECIALLY   DESIGNED   FOR   THE    CNIYERSAL1ST   DENOMINATION. 


LET   THE  PEOPLE   PRAISE   THEE,   O   GOD,   LET   ALL  THE   PEOPLE   PRAISE   THEE." — Psalms. 


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BY  J.  G.  ADAMS  AND  S.  B.  BALL. 


BOSTON: 

PUBLISHED  BY  J.  M.  USHER. 

1861. 


CONGREGATIONAL    SINGING. 


The  subjoined  directions  are  intended  for  the  benefit  of  those  who  may  use  this  book  in 
Congregational  Singing: 

1.  The  congregation  should  stand  when  they  sing,  in  the  usual  attitude  of  worship,  facing 
the  pulpit. 

2.  They  should  rise  promptly  when  the  organist  is  playing  the  last  line  of  the  tune. 

3.  A  choir  of  singers  disposed  to  lead  the  congregation,  may  be  of  great  service  to  it.  But 
if  the  congregation  are  not  led  by  a  choir,  they  should  have  a  leader  in  front  of  them,  near  the 
pulpit,  and  on  a  level  with  the  pews. 

4.  Children  should  be  instructed  in  singing  at  home,  and  in  the  schools,  and  should  be 
encouraged  to  sing  with  the  congregations. 

5.  Hymns  and  Tunes  intended  to  be  used  should  be  made  familiar  by  frequent  rehearsals, 
both  in  public  and  in  families. 

6.  The  singing  should  be  in  6teady,  uniform  time,  from  the  beginning  to  the  end  of  the 
hymn,  with  no  forced  pauses  for  the  observance  of  punctuation,  nor  any  needless  delay  at  the 
end  of  the  lines. 


Entered,  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1861,  by  J.  M.  USHER,  in  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District 
Court  for  the  District  of  Massachusetts. 


A.  B.  KIDDEfi*8    MOSfO  TYPOGRAPHY,  BOSTON. 


INTRODUCTION 


THE     HYMNS. 

A  work  like  the  one  here  given  to  the  Christian  public  seemed  justifiable  on  the  part  of  the 
publisher.  As  Congregational  Singing  had  been  coming  into  practice  in  other  Christian 
churches,  there  was  a  call  for  it  in  our  own.  And  as  none  of  our  Hymn-Books  now  in  use- 
could  be  made  to  answer  to  this  call,  except  through  a  complete  re-construction  of  them,  it  was 
deemed  advisable  to  prepare  this  collection. 

The  compiler  has  sought  in  this  work  to  select  such  hymns  as  were  expressive  of  thanksgiv- 
ing and  praise  to  God,  and  of  the  spiritual  wants  of  his  children,  and  thus  suited  to  the  devo- 
tional offerings  of  the  Christian  sanctuary.  The  book  contains  hymns  old  and  new  to  most 
of  our  congregations.  Some  of  the  old  could  not  well  be  spared  from  any  Christian  collection. 
The  hymns  of  Watts,  the  Wesleys,  Doddridge,  Cowper,  Mrs.  Steele,  Montgomery,  Bowring, 
and  others,  are  among  the  most  acceptable  of  these  ;  and  without  them  we  should  hardly  deem 
a  book  of  Christian  psalmody  complete.  Some  of  the  best  hymns  of  these  popular  authors 
are  in  this  collection.  Here  are,  also,  hymns  of  a  much  earlier  date  than  any  of  those  by  the 
authors  just  mentioned, — handed  down  to  us  from  Catholic  and  Protestant  churches  of  olden 
time,  and  breathing  a  devotional  spirit  as  pure  and  fervent  as  any  with  which  the  churches  have 
ever  been  blest.  Hymns  from  German  authors,  which  have  never  yet  been  generally  used  in 
our  American  congregations,  and  which  are  among  the  grandest  in  any  language,  are  embodied 
in  this  work.  Hymns  applicable  to  the  special  reformatory  manifestations  of  Christianity  at 
the  present  time,  have  also  been  specially  regarded. 

In  the  selection  of  these  hymns  due  attention  has  been  given  to  their  agreement  with  the  great 
truths  of  the  Paternity  of  God  in  the  government  of  mankind,  and  the  restoration  of  all  souls  to 
holiness  and  happiness  through  Jesus  Christ  his  Son.  Although  our  book  contains  many  hymns 
which  can  be  sung  in  heart-unison  by  all  Christian  sects,  yet  throughout  the  collection  it  is  in- 
tended that  this  grand  and  essential  truth  of  the  gospel  shall  be  conspicuous — a  truth  toward 
which,  we  believe,  the  whole  Christian  church  is  gradually  but  surely  tending — that  '*  God  was 
in  Christ  reconciling  the  world  unto  himself." 

It  has  been  our  intention,  moreover,  in  this  work,  to  represent  our  denominational  authorship 
as  we  have  been  able  to  avail  ourselves  of  it  within  the  compass  of  our  diligent  inquiries. 

In  reference  to  the  hymns  for  Funeral  occasions  in  this  book,  we  would  say,  that  we  have 
sought  to  avoid  the  expression  of  that  idea  now  most  generally  discarded  in  the  churches,  that 
this  material  body  of  man  shall  be  raised  again  and  immortalized.  We  have  ventured  to  change 
forms  of  expression  in  some  of  these  hymns,  which  may  not  seem  warrantable  to  all  who  see 
them.  But  we  have  had  the  approval  of  a  good  conscience,  in  the  alterations,  and  have  fol- 
lowed some  very  notable  examples  in  presuming  to  make  them. 

That  this  compilation  will  give  satisfaction  to  all  who  may  examine  it,  is  not  among  the  ex- 
pectations of  the  compiler.  Some  little  experience  in  hymnology  has  revealed  to  him  the  fact 
that  tastes  respecting  hymns  may  widely  differ.  A  valuable  collection  recently  published  in 
England,  numbering  between  eleven  and  twelve  hundred   hymns,   was  submitted  to  fifteen 


4  INTRODUCTION. 


clerical  critics,  each  being  requested  to  erase  the  hymns  which  in  his  judgment  should  be  omit- 
ted. Less  than  one  hundred  hymns  passed  through  all  their  hands  approved.  Other  similar 
instances  might  be  mentioned,  evincing  this  variety  of  taste.  The  compiler  of  the  "Plymouth 
Collection  "  (Rev.  H.  "W.  Beecher)  has  truly  said,  "  Scarcely  any  two  ministers  would  agree  in 
the  selection  of  hymns.  A  collection  should  be  made  so  large  and  various  that  every  one  may 
find  in  it  that  which  he  needs.  Neither  should  one  complain  of  the  number  of  hymns  useless 
to  him.  They  are  not  useless  to  others.  A  generously-spread  table  is  not  at  fault  because  in 
the  profusion,  each  guest  cannot  use  everything ."  While  the  compiler  of  this  collection  has 
consulted,  as  far  as  practicable,  the  judgments  of  those  in  whose  wisdom  and  taste  he  had  great 
confidence,  he  has  at  the  same  time  been  obliged  to  make  his  own  decision  as  to  the  character 
of  the  hymns.     He  trusts  that  this  decision  will  meet  the  approval  of  a  candid  Christian  public. 

In  the  prosecution  of  this  work — a  part  of  the  time  while  passing  through  severe  domestic 
affliction — the  compiler  has  been  aided  in  such  encouragements,  suggestions  and  contributions  of 
friends,  as  have  given  him  confidence  and  strength.  He  takes  this  occasion  to  express  to  these 
friends  his  warmest  thanks. 

For  the  accommodation  of  churches  desiring  to  use  this  book,  one  form  of  it  is  issued  with 
the  tunes,  and  the  other  without  them  ;  the  hymns  in  both  books  being  alike,  and  numbered 
the  same. 

That  "the  Gospel  Psalmist "  may  prove  an  acceptable  companion  and  effective  helper  to 
many  souls  seeking  the  enjoyment  of  God  the  Father  in  the  spiritual  life  of  the  Son,  is  the 
prayer  of  the  Christian  public's  humble  servant, 

JOHN  G.  ADAMS. 

Providence,  R.  I.,  May,  1861. 


THE     TUNES. 

Of  the  Tunes  in  this  Collection,  the  undersigned  would  say,  that  the  greater  number  of  them 
are  adapted  to  Congregational  Singing.  They  are  tunes  well  known  and  acceptable  to  most 
singers  in  all  our  Christian  congregations.  There  are  other  tunes  adapted  to  the  Choir  or 
Quartette,  and  most  of  them  are  well  suited  to  social  or  family  devotion.  The  "Psalmist"  is 
intended  as  a  Singing  Book  for  all  who  would  make  proficiency  in  the  science  of  6acred  music. 

If  the  Tune  set  to  the  Hymn  may  not  suit  the  taste  of  the  leader  of  the  choir  or  congrega- 
tion, he  may  choose  some  other. 

The  compiler  of  the  Tunes  cannot  consent  to  offer  this  work  to  the  public,  without  an  expres- 
sion of  his  thanks  to  the  friends  who  have  kindly  granted  him  their  aid  ;  especially  to  those 
who  have  supplied  him  with  original  tunes  ;  to  Mr.  B.  F.  Baker,  for  the  free  use  of  any  of  his 
times  and  arrangements,  many  of  which  are  highly  valuable  ;  to  Mr.  Leonard  Marshall,  for  his 
generous  permission  to  use  much  of  his  music  ;  to  Messrs.  Oliver  Ditson  &  Co.,  Messrs.  Chase, 
Nichol8,and  Hill,  for  like  favors  ;  and  also  to  Mr.  Charles  Henderson,  for  his  timely  advice  and 

assistance. 

S.  B.  BALL. 

Boston,  Mass.,  May,  1861. 


GENERAL  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


TAG© 

Sabbath  Worship 51 

God's  Perfection  and  Providence » * 

Worship  with   Nature 85 

The  Bible % 

Christ— His  Coming 101 

His  Life 10G 

Sufferings  and  Death • 110 

Resurrection  and  Glory * 114 

Offices  of    Christ 120 

Christ's  Work  and  Dominion 130 

Invitations 143 

Repentance  and  Faith 148 

Christian  Acts  and  Exercises =■ 157 

Aspiration  and  Communion 178 

Trials  and  Temptations 194 

Confidence  and  Joy t 200 

The  Church   213 

Social  Worship 226 

Family  Devotion 234 

Death  and  Immortal  Life 245 

Dedications  ;    Ordinations  ;   Installations 268 

Associations  ;  Conventions  ;  Missionary  Meetings 276 

Christian  Philanthropy  and  Reform 286 

Children  and  Sabbath  Schools 302 

National    Hymns 31g 

The  Seasons 320 

Fast  and  Thanksgiving 327 

Hymns  for  Seamen 332 

Miscellaneous ■ 337 

Closing  Hymns  and  Doxologies o^g 


PARTICULAR   INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


The  figures  designate  the  Hymns. 


A  call,  and  answer,  294,  850. 

to  action,  422. 

to  Christ,  339. 

to  duty,  396. 
Acceptable  offerings,  2. 
Acknowledgment, 

of  God  in  national  blessings,  875. 
"      "    "   the  seasons,  886,  887,  899. 

of  love,  divine,  362. 

of  mercies,  340. 
Admission,  knocking  for,  295. 
Adoration,  and  praise,  22. 
Affection,  domestic,  634. 
Affliction,  divine  origin  of,  702. 
Aid,  divine,  implored  at  sea,  930. 

"  in  national  distress,  910. 

"        in  unbelief,  447. 

"        praver  for,  36, 100,  330,  433,  443. 

mutual,  589,  594. 
All  from  God,  10,  11. 
Anniversary,  751. 

national,  883. 

of  an  orphan  asylum,  791. 
Aspirations,  for  heavenly  things,  390. 

holv,  348,  425,  430. 

morning,  622,  623. 

Sabbath,  41. 
Associations,  close  of,  760. 
Assurance  of  divine  favor,  386. 

of  heaven,  triumph  in,  713. 

B. 

Baptism,  554,  561,  563,  579. 

into  Christ,  580. 

of  a  household,  553. 
Believek,  the  dying,  6S8. 

spiritual  voyage  of,  927. 
Blessing  implored,  966. 

0. 

Charitable  occasions,  779-781,  783-786,  814, 

820. 
Children,  called  to  imitate  Christ,  837. 

hymns  for,  847,  865.  869. 

looking  to  Jesus,  840. 

praver  for,  858. 

teaching,  838. 
Christ,  all  fulness  in,  502.  * 

all  in  all,  241,  544. 

and  the  believer,  525. 
"     "     Sabbath,  43. 


Christ,  at  the  pool  of  Bethesda,  175. 
bearing  the  cross,  197. 
by  poverty  made  rich,  182. 
condemned,  188. 
consecration  to,  320. 
crucified,  189,  194. 
glories  of,  239. 
God's  love  in,  170. 
going  to  Jerusalem,  176. 
his  advent,  161,  162,  165,  166. 

"    ascension,  207. 

"  "  the  ground  of  ours,  254. 

"    banner,  flocking  to,  863. 

u     baptism,  172. 

"    beauty,  243. 

"    blessings,  160. 

"    character,  249. 

"     coming  and  kingdom,  167. 

"     compassion,  552. 

14    empire,  251. 

"    entry  into  Jerusalem,  185. 

"    exaltation,  208,  209. 

"    example  of  love,  238. 

"  "         in  suffering,  248. 

"    excellency,  290,  291. 

"    invitation,  297. 

"    love  for  Lazarus,  183. 

"    miracles,  179,  181. 

"    nativity,  163. 

"    nearness,  310. 

"    passion,  187. 

"    presence  desired,  404,  480,  481,  586. 

"    redemption  completed,  216. 

"    reign  of  blessedness,  271. 

"        "    blessings  of,  261,  263. 

"        "    predicted  glory  of,  289. 

"    resurrection,  198, 199, 200,  201, 204,  214. 

"    self-sacrifice,  191. 

"    submission,  186. 

"    teachings,  180. 

"    temptation,  177. 

"    triumph,  206,  210,  211,  215,  267,  287. 

"    worthiness.  212. 
hosannas  to,  184. 
in  life  and  death,  356. 
living  to,  352. 
looking  to,  457. 
one  in,  569,  571. 
our  comforter,  247. 

m    example,  226. 

"    head, 229. 

M    king,  224,  245,  276. 


PARTICULAR   INDEX    OP    SUBJECTS. 


Chbist,  our  leader,  541. 
"     pattern,  225. 
"    strength,  405 
"    support  in  temptation,  407. 
rejoicing  in,  520. 
remembered,  542,  551,  557,  558. 
the  branch,  218. 

"   bread  of  life,  242,  543. 

u   cornerstone,  219. 

"   day-spring,  159. 

u  door,  236. 

"   fountain,  234. 

"  high  priest,  230,  231. 

"  holy  guest,  178. 

*'   image  of  God,  217. 

"   king  of  saints,  237. 

"   lord  of  all,  232. 

"  prophet,  priest  and  king,  275. 

"  redeemer  liveth,  202,  203,  227. 

"  shepherd,  235,  240. 

"  star,  220,  222,  244. 

"  sufFerer,  190,  195,  196. 

"  sun,  223,  246,  772. 

"  true  church  of,  597. 

"   true  light,  171. 

"  way,  228,  233. 

"  witness  of  his  works,  193. 

"  world's  restorer,  252. 
walking  on  the  sea,  173. 
Christian,  armor,  350. 
brother's  burial,  687. 
brotherhood  enjoyed.  829. 

"  realized,  804,  806 

calmness,  929. 
charity,  782. 
effort  for  good,  803. 
farewell,  960. 
fellowship,  381,  605. 
festival,  949,  950. 
graces,  380. 
hope,  596,  715. 

"      and  action,  801 
independence,  382. 
near  death,  prayer  for  a,  945. 
obedience,  540,  577. 
profession,  548. 
progress  and  reform,  817. 
race,  346. 
readiness,  421. 
reformer  encouraged,  816. 
reliance,  518,  519. 
rest,  363. 
retirement,  434. 
standing-place,  777. 
teachers,  prayer  for,  762. 
Christianity,  269,  790. 
Christmas  hymns,  164,  168, 169. 
Church,  attachment  to,  574. 
below  and  above,  566. 
glory  of  the,  545. 
increase  of  the,  559,  565. 
receiving  members,  550. 
recognition  of,  53b. 
strength  of  the,  538,  567. 
triumphant,  hymn  of  the,  262. 
Communion,  546,  568,  570,  578,  581. 
with  God  and  Christ,  573. 


Closing  hymns,  957,  959,  964,  970,  971. 
Conference  hymns,  5SS,  5'Jl,  593,  603. 
Confession  of  sin,  338. 
Consolation,  in  mourning,  711. 

source  of,  530. 
Conventions,  747,  758,  759,  769. 
Conversion,  322. 

joy  in,  333. 
Cornerstone  of  church  laid,  731. 
Creation,  and  providence,  125. 

voice  of,  115. 
Cross,  before  the,  537. 

celebrating  the,  278. 

consecration  to,  547. 

glorying  in,  539- 

welcome  the,  506. 

D. 
Darkness  of  providence,  944. 
Day,  a  christian's,  629. 

the  latter,  257. 

work  of  the,  620. 
Dead,  the,  are  ours,  710. 
Death,  and  immortality,  652. 

the  happy,  719. 

made  easy  through  Christ's  presence,  705. 

of  a  child,  672,  673. 

of  a  christian,  663,  683,  684. 

of  aged  christian,  692. 

of  a  female,  a  pious  young,  689. 
*        scholar,  S70. 

of  an  infant,  660. 

of  a  magistrate,  943. 

of  a  minister,  675,  698. 

of  parents,  662. 

of  the  righteous,  658,  680,  691. 

of  a  scholar,  846,  852. 

of  a  teacher,  845. 

of  the  youug;,  670-672. 

support  in,  implored,  533. 
Dedication  of  a  cemetery,  955. 

of  churches,  728,  733,  742,  743. 

of  an  organ,  951. 

of  a  schoolhouse,  939,  940. 

of  a  town  hall,  954. 
Devout,  blessedness  of  the,  626. 
Devotion  to  Christ,  321. 

habitual,  354 
Dismission,  958,  961. 
Divine,  guardian,  931. 

guidance  implored,  384,  473,  491. 

life,  prayer  for,  316,  429. 

light  implored,  612. 

light,  power  of,  74. 

mercies,  through  life,  101. 
Doxologies  and  closing  hymns,  972-996. 

E. 

Easter,  hymns  for,  213. 
Evening  hymns,  617,  628,  630-632,  637,  642, 
646,  647. 
sabbath,  12,  13. 
Exhortation  to  the  young,  833. 

F. 
Faith,  dead  without  works,  397. 
excellence  of,  344. 


PARTICULAR    INDEX    OP    SUBJECTS. 


Faith,  joy  and  peace  in,  342. 
prayer  for,  359,  360. 
in  the  redeemer's  sacrifice,  313. 
triumphant  over  sorrow,  714. 
Fathers  our,  faith  of,  872. 

•'    God  of,  873,  874. 
"    heritage,  876. 
"    pilgrim,  878. 
"    providential  mercies  to,  884. 
"    remembered,  881. 
Female  friendly  society,  952. 
Fire,  on  occasion  of  a  destructive,  942. 
Forgiveness,  and  mercy,  807. 

implored,  317. 
Freedom,  advancing,  827. 

meeting  fourth  of  July,  799. 
Fruits,  known  by  their,  379. 
Funeral  chant,  657. 

G. 

God,  abiding  in,  417. 
a  faithful,  56,  107. 
a  holy,  104. 
and  man,  697-699. 
confidence  in,  554. 
daily  life  in,  453,  475. 
dependence  on,  468. 
eternal  and  unchangable,  84,  532. 
forever  and  ever,  76. 
his  blessing  the  highest  good,  378. 
his  care,  constant,  614. 

"      "      guardian,  639. 

"  divine  majesty,  69,  81,  89,  94. 

"  glory,  brightness  of,  221. 

"      "       surpassing,  112,  124. 

"  goodness,  and  truth,  67. 

in  his  works,  130,  138 

"        "  unfailing,  717. 

"        u  universal,  128. 

"  grace,  healthful  spirit  of,  28. 

"  greatness,  78. 
hidden  and  manifest,  376. 
hope  and  glory  of,  424. 
his  indwelling  desired,  402. 

"  kingdom  on  earth,  256. 

"   mercies  in  the  gospel,  264. 

"  offspring,  liberty  of,  285. 

"  presence,  constant,  401. 

w        "  in  light  and  darkness,  510. 

"        "  in  nature,  123. 

invoked,  131,  448. 

"  promises,  268. 

"  providence,  all-embracing,  93,  98,  108. 

"        "  mysteries  of,  513. 

"  still  small  voice,  455. 

"  word,  for  youth,  836. 

"      "      perfection  of,  153. 

"      "      prayer  for  spirit  of,  158. 

"   works,  136. 

"      "      recounted  to  posterity,  832. 
house  of,  42. 
delight  in  80. 
incomprehensible,  83. 
in  his  works  and  word,  119. 
is  love,  21,  97,  135. 
learning  of,  437. 
living  to,  408. 


God,  nearness  to,  111,  590. 

of  salvation,  281. 

omniscient,  85. 

our  benefactor,  105. 
"    father,  848,  877. 
"    hope  in,  665. 
"    protector  and  guide,  99. 
"    shepherd,  403. 
"    sufficiency  of,  431. 
"    supporter,  523. 

overall,  103. 

perfect,  88. 

rejoicing  in,  48,  106,  507. 

seeking,  36,  38,  365,  446,  608,  915. 

serving,  323. 

the  earth  full  of,  127. 

the  indwelling,  967. 

the  light  from  above,  90. 

the  peace  of,  49. 

the  soul's  constant  need,  441. 

the  source  of  all,  137. 
"      "    life,  91. 

thirsting  for,  474. 

truth  and  goodness  of,  92. 

walking  with,  451. 

Avith  the  lowly,  450. 
Gone  before,  706. 
Gospel,  banner,  768. 

efficacy,  274. 

feast,  258. 

for  all,  755,  770. 

fountain  of  living  waters,  298. 

freedom,  778. 

influence,  270. 

light,  765. 

order,  575. 

proclamation,  307. 

record,  152. 

spread  of  the,  752,  753,  763. 

triumph  of,  288. 

work  of  the,  284. 
Grace,  272. 

abounding  over  sin,  259. 

breathings  of,  312. 

covenant  of,  318. 

implored  in  trial,  493,  494. 

of  God,  unfailing  power  of,  722. 

teacher's  prayer  for,  843. 

triumphant,  277. 

H. 
Hallelujah  universal,  767. 
Harvest,  889,  890. 
HEART-offering,  477. 

prayer  of  the,  483. 

the  weary  in,  686. 
Heaven,  666. 

attractions  of,  708. 

children  in,  695. 

everywhere,  466. 

glories  of,  693. 

here,  478. 

in  prospect,  532,  654,  655,  667,  677. 

longing  for,  724,  725. 

the  true  rest,  723. 

vision  of,  716. 

within,  449,  471. 


PARTICULAR    INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


Heaven,  who  shall  enjoy  it,  392. 
Heavenly,  home,  the,  712. 

joy  on  earth,  606. 

life  here,  374. 
How  to  live  and  die,  192. 
Humanity,  its  cause  hopeful,  265. 
Humiliation,  public,  909,914. 
Humility,  406. 
Hymn  for  rural  gathering,  141. 

to  the  Deity,  82,  113. 

I. 

Incense,  evening,  140. 
Installation,  736,  740,  741. 
Invitation,  140,  296,  302-305,  309,  335-337. 
Invocation,  45,  64,  73. 

of  the  spirit,  54,  334,  436,  470,  582,  595. 
Israel,  prayer  for,  938. 

returning  from  captivity,  936. 

salvation  of,  937. 


Jesus,  following  after,  572. 

a  fountain,  282. 

hymn  to,  560. 

looking  to,  564. 

Lord,  come,  802. 

meeting  in  his  name,  23. 

our  refuge  at  all  times,  555. 

sought,  452,  602,  604. 

the  friend  of  all,  280. 

the  gentle  shepherd,  844. 

the  soul's  physician,  341. 

the  true  refuge,  505. 
Judgment,  charitable,  385. 

deprecated,  for  national  sins,  913. 

private,  right  of,  413. 

K. 
Kingdom,  come,  thy,  351,  750. 
of  God  within,  479,  854. 
of  heaven,  283. 

L. 

Life,  conflict  of,  420,  504. 

divine,  prayer  for,  316,  429. 
every  day,  621. 
seeking  a  true,  464. 
the  true,  398. 
to  come,  joy  of,  659. 
within,  462. 
work  of.  423. 
Light,  walking  in  the,  490. 
Lord,  the,  consecration  to,  347. 
"    forever  with,  694. 
"    in  his  holy  temple,  20. 
"    is  King,  33. 
"    sing  to,  75. 

"    waiting  for  the  voice  of,  47. 
Lord's  Day,  a  prayer  for,  50. 
morning  of,  60. 
the,  57. 
Love,  all  things  vain  without,  387. 
blessing  of  God's,  456. 
brotherly,  458,  583,  609. 
divine,  14,  102. 
"       rejoicing  in,  000. 


Love,  employment  of  Christ's,  377. 
golden  rule  of,  418. 
harmony  of,  416. 
heart's,  461. 

importance  and  influence  of,  367. 
law  of,  358. 
of  the  sanctuary,  40. 
plea  for  Christ's,  364. 
redeeming  power  of,  800. 
soul's  true,  458. 
to  God  and  Christ,  465. 
"    "      "    our  neighbor,  400. 
truth  and,  35. 
work  and  joy  of,  812. 

M. 

Mariner's  hymns,  919,  928,  932-934. 
Martyrs,  death,  526. 

the  noble  army  of,  514. 
Meekness,  391,  409. 
Memory  of  the  just,  661. 
Mercy,  divine,  implored,  77. 

not  sacrifice,  798. 

plea  of,  308. 

seat,  the,  435. 

thanksgiving  for  divine,  19. 
Midnight,  649. 
Ministering  spirits,  726. 
Ministers,  as  ye  go,  preach,  774. 

meeting  of,  745. 

of  the  cross,  748. 

wanted  in  God's  harvest,  746. 
Missionary  hymns,  761,  766. 
Morning  hymns,  615-619,  628,  635,  636,  640, 
641,  756,  818. 

sabbath,  9,  17,  18,  26,  70. 

N. 
National  hymn,  882. 

prosperity,  thanksgiving  for,  907. 
Nature,  and  the  gospel,  114. 

and  the  scriptures,  150. 

a  temple,  122. 

changes  of,  types  of  immortality,  668. 

divine  goodness  in,  117. 

God  in,  134. 

the  book  of,  129. 
New  Year's  hymns,  903-906. 
Night,  650,  651. 
Noonday  hymn,  645. 

O. 

Old  Age,  preparation  for,  948. 
Ordination,  734,  738,  739,  744. 
Orphan's  hymn,  947. 

P. 

Parting  hymn,  610. 
Pastor,  welcomed,  737. 
Peace,  be  still,  174. 

blessings  of,  412. 

glory  to  God  through,  787,  788. 

gospel  of,  250. 

in  the  Lord,  703. 

Prince  of,  828. 

reign  of  christian,  821,  822. 


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PARTICULAR    INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS. 


Perseverance,  373,  718,  831. 
Praise,  96,  965. 

and  gratitude,  24. 
and  obedience,  87. 
ascriptions  of,  37. 
exultation  in  God's,  509. 
for  divine  aid,  515. 

"      '•      goodness,  587. 

"  mercies,  13,  15. 

"   spread  of  truth,  764. 

"   the  gospel,  286. 
from  all  creatures,  133. 
"    "  true  hearts,  68. 
general,  71. 
lowly,  7. 

to  God  and  the  Lamb,  611. 
universal,  5,  39,  55,  95,  132,  139. 
national,  871. 
of  the  seraphs,  864. 
perfect  in  heaven,  4. 
perpetual,  439. 
sabbath,  79. 
to  God,  86,  109,  110. 
"      "     in  life  and  death,  389. 
"      "      in  his  works,  121. 
"      "     in  the  sanctuary,  969. 
"  the  God  of  nature,  8. 
"    "    lamb,  255. 
united,  65. 
Prayer,  at  sea,  920,  925,  926. 
blessing  of,  370. 
daily,  45. 

distraction  in,  463. 
for  a  right  spirit,  469. 

"   Christ's  triumph,  260,  749. 

"   deliverance,  331. 

"   divine  favor,  498. 

"  freedom  from  sin,  459. 

*   light,  432. 

"  oneness,  556. 

"  oppressed,  793,  813. 

"   our  country,  879,  880. 

"  progress  and  perfection,  472. 

"  renewal,  324,  383,  598,  599,  757. 

"   sincerity,  53- 

"  the  display  of  power,  585. 

"  the  spread  of  the  gospel,  775. 

"  trust,  497. 
hour  of,  600. 
in  domestic  distress,  633. 
in  tribulation,  721. 
invitation  to,  427. 
Lord's,  371,  411. 
power  of,  426. 
unceasing,  428. 
universal,  368,  369. 
Prisoner,  hope  for,  830. 

prayer,  794,  795. 
Psalms  xxiii,  512,  669. 

xxvn,  511. 
Public  supplication,  911. 

It. 

Reconciliation,  293. 
Redemption,  universal,  273. 
joys  of,  292. 


Reflections  at  the  year's  end,  896. 
Refuge  in  trouble,  935. 
Regeneration,  implored,  319,  332. 
Religion,  388. 

at  home,  625. 

early,  834,  835,  839,  841,  861. 

happiness  of,  314. 

importance  of,  326. 

quiet,  482. 
Repentance,  299,  311,  315,  343 

backsliding  and,  329. 

prodigal's  return  to,  327. 

true,  328. 

hymn  of,  345. 
Resignation,  485. 

and  contentment,  531. 
Rest  of  the  departed,  709. 
Resurrection,  spring,  emblem  of,  678. 
Revelation,  welcomed,  143. 

S. 
Sabbath,  44^6. 

close  of  the,  956. 

of  the  soul,  51. 

rest,  37. 

school  hymns,  849,  851,  853,  859,  860,  864. 

the  delights  of,  61. 
Sailor's  grave,  924. 
Saints  in  glory,  682. 
Seasons,  God's  goodness  in,  902. 

hymns  of,  885,  888,  892-S95,  897,  898,  900, 
901. 
SELF-dedication,  454. 

distrust,  419. 

renunciation,  444. 
Sickness  and  recovery,  644. 

hymn  in,  643. 
SPiRiT-longing,  528,  529. 

of  holiness,  58. 

the  freed,  685. 

the  holy,  prayer  for,  361. 

the  risen,  690. 
Strength,  divine,  sought,  489. 

in  the  Lord,  492,  508. 

in  weakness,  527. 

seeking,  32. 

true,  and  rest,  484. 
Submission,  sweetness  of,  495. 

and  trust,  700. 

prayer  for  grateful,  357. 


Temptation,  488. 

compared  to  a  storm,  921,  922. 
Temperance,  anniversarv,  797. 

hymns,  796,  824. 

for  children,  809. 

vows,  819. 

woman's  work  for,  825. 

work  of,  815,  823. 
Time,  redeeming,  656. 

shortness  of,  653. 
Thanksgiving,  for  deliverance,  923. 

hymns,  908,  916,  917,  918. 
The  beautiful,  126. 
"    bible,  155. 


PARTICULAR    INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


11 


The  bible,  comfort  of,  146. 

"      early  instruction  in,  857. 

"      delight  and  instruction  from,  157. 

"      a  guide  of  the  young,  156. 

"      sufficiency  of,  147. 

"      suited  to  our  wants,  144. 

"      superiority  of,  154. 

"      value  of,  145, 148. 
cloud  and  pillar  of  fire,  266. 
mercv-seat,  912. 
poor,"  792,  808. 
right  triumphant,  811. 
temple,  1. 

great,  118. 

"        waiting  in,  66. 
two  commandments,  349. 
Tomb,  angel  at  the,  664. 
Trust,  firmness  and,  487. 
heavenly,  6S1. 
hymn  of,  701. 
in  divine  will,  496. 
in  God,  438,  486,  501,  503,  516,  522. 
in  the  Saviour,  499,  500. 
Truth,  progress,  789. 
spread  of,  776. 

U. 

Unity,  christian,  576,  592. 

W. 
War,  in  time  of,  941. 
Western  missions,  771. 
Widow's  prayer,  946. 
Wisdom,  355,  376. 


Wisdom,  prayer  for,  305. 
Word,  all-glorious,  151. 

blessing  on,  prayer  for,  968. 

endurance  of  the,  149. 

nearness  of,  467. 

seed  of  the,  963 

the  glory  of,  142. 
Work,  consecration  to,  773. 

the  pastor's,  735. 
Worship,  blessing  on,  sought,  962. 

call  to  social,  607. 

christian,  52. 

detained  from,  445,  460. 

devout,  of  God,  27. 

family,  613,  624,  627. 

in  heaven  and  earth,  25. 

joy  of  social,  601. 
"     "  public,  29. 

public,  30,  31. 

silent,  476. 

spiritual,  584. 

universal,  34. 
Worshippers,  blessing  of,  59. 


Youth,  and  spring  time,  856. 

the  guide  of.  855. 
Youthful  industry,  842. 

Z. 

Zion,  beauty  and  exultation  of,  521. 
glorious  things  spoken  of,  535. 
heavenly,  679. 
invitation  to,  16. 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES 


A.  HYMN. 

Abide  anions  us,  with  thy  grace 372 

Abide  with  me!    Fast  falls  the  even  tide..  480 

Affliction's  faded  form  draws  near 702 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 60 

A^holy  air  is  breathing  ronnd 571 

A  King  shall  reign  in  righteousness 224 

Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 196 

Alas,  the  utter  emptiness 462 

All  around  us  fair  with  flowers 423 

All  from  the  sun's  uprise 71 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus' name 232 

Almighty  God,  in  humble  prayer 325 

Almighty  Lord,  before  thy  throne 913 

Al miirh  ty  maker  of  my  frame 653 

Almighty  Spirit,  now' behold 757 

All  nature  dies  and  lives  again 678 

All  nature  feels  attractive  power 358 

All-powerful,  self-existent  God 84 

Aloud  we  sing  the  wondrous  grace 238 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  }rear 896 

Angels  roll  the  rock  away 200 

Another  hand  is  beckoning  us 671 

Another  pastor  hast  thou  given 736 

Another  Sabbath,  Lord,  is  gone 956 

Answer  me,  banting  stars  of  night 681 

Arise  in  all  thy  splendor,  Lord 585 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake !  awake !  977 

As  body  when  the  soul  has  fled 397 

As  distant  lands  beyond  the  6ea 708 

As  down  in  the  sunless  retreats  of  the....  483 

As  earth's  pageant  passes  by 471 

As  oft  with  worn  and  weary  feet 177 

Assembled  round  thine  altar,  Lord 595 

As  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown....  270 

As  the  hart  with  eager  looks 474 

As  the  sweet  flower  that  scents  the  morn.  660 

As  twilight's  gradual  veil  is  spread 668 

As  to  their  holy  place 950 

As  when  the  weary  traveller  gains 654 

At  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home 443 

Awake  my  soul,  lift  up  thine  eyes 395 

Awake  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve 346 

Awake  our  drowsy  souls 214 

Awake  our  souls,  and  bless  his  name 236 

Awake  our  souls,  away  our  fears 375 

Awake,  ye  saints,  awake 72 

B. 

Baptized  into  our  Saviour's  death 561 

Be  firm  and  be  faithful;  desert  not  the....  831 

Be  firm,  be  bold,  be  strong,  be  true 777 

Be  firm  whatever  tempts  thy  soul 487 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 30 

Before  the  world  was  made 277 

Begin  my  tongue  some  heavenly  themo. . .    56 
Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door 295 


Behold  on  Zion's  heavenly  shore 679 

Behold!  the  blind  their  sight  receive 181 

Behold  the  gift  of  God 242 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 239 

Behold  the  long-expected  light 267 

Behold  the  Man;  by  all  condemned 188 

Behold  the  morning  sun 153 

Behold  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 559 

Behold,  night's  shadows  fade 636 

Be  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth  917 
Beneath  the  thick  but  struggling  clouds..  366 

Benighted  on  the  trackless^ main 220 

Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high 996 

Be  thou  ready,  fellow  mortal 421 

Be  with  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go 433 

Beyond,  beyond  the  boundless  sea 131 

Bless,  O  bless,  Almighty  Father ,..  953 

Bless  God,  ye  servants  that  attend 969 

Bless,  O  Lord,  each  opening  year 905 

Blest  are  the  60ns  of  peace 412 

"  Blest  are  the  meek,"  he  said 409 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 605 

Blest  Instructor,  from  thy  ways 336 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart...  785 
Both  heaven  and  earth  do  worship  thee-.     25 

Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed 543 

"  Break  every  yoke,"  the  gospel  cries-...  778 

Brother,  rest  from  sin  and  sorrow 687 

Burden  of  shame  and  woe 197 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 835 

C. 

Calm  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God 670 

Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 164 

Cheer  up,  desponding  soul 525 

Childhood,  bring  thy  free  oblation 869 

Christ  doth  lead,  no  longer  stand 541 

Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms.  457 

Christ,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground 544 

Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day 199 

Christ  whose  glory  fills  the  skies 246 

Come  at  the  morning  hour 638 

Come  blessed  Spirit,  source  of  light 436 

Come  fellow  sinners,  come  away 296 

Come,  gracious  Lord;  descend  and  dwell.  402 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 598 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord 550 

Come  let  us  anew , .  906 

Come  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 255 

Come  let  us  pray,  'tis  sweet  to  feel 427 

Come  listen  to  the  voice  of  God 102 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 519 

Come,  O  Creator,  Spirit  blest. 36 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 89 

Come,  O  thou  universal  good 401 

Come  6ing  a  Saviour's  power 276 

Come  6inners,  Baith  the  mighty  God 73 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


13 


Come  soothing  sleep,  and  close  my  eyes..  294 

Come  thou  fount  of  every  blessing 

Come  thou  long-expected  Jesus 160 

Come,  'tis  Jesus'  invitation 30-3 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer 62 

Come  to  the  land  of  peace 303 

Come  to  the  morning  prayer 41") 

Come  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye 52.) 

Come  ye  saints,  look  here  and  wonder....  215 

Come  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord....  97 

Come  ye  that  love  the  Lord 606 

Come  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name-...  237 

D. 

Darkness  o'er  the  world  was  brooding... .  159 

Dark  were  the  paths  our  Master  trod 190 

Dear  Father,  to  thy  mercy-seat 912 

Dear  Je^us,  ever  at  my  side 840 

Dear  Lord,  behold  thy  servants  here 747 

Death  has  been  here  and  borne  away 846 

Deathless  principle,  arise 685 

Death  moves  with  victor's  tread 943 

Defend  the  poor  and  desolate 784 

Descend,  celestial  Dove 582 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord 461 

E. 

Each  fearful  storm  that  o'er  us  rolls 720 

Earth  has  nothing  sweet  or  fair 243 

Earth  is  waking,  day  is  breaking 818 

Earth's  transitory  things  decay  7. 661 

Earth  with   her  ten  thousand  flowers 135 

Eternal  God,  our  humble  souls 942 

Eternal  God,  thou  Light  divine 90 

Eternal  source  of  every  joy 887 

Eternal  snn  of  righteousness 979 

Even  he  who  lit  the  stars  of  old 877 

Every  human  tie  may  perish 532 

Exaft  the  Lord  our  God 104 

F. 

Faithful,  O  Lord,  thy  mercies  are 92 

Faith,  Hope  and  Charity,  these  three 380 

Faith  is  the  Christian's  prop 344 

Faith  of  our  fathers!  living  still 872 

Far  as  thy  name  is  known". 575 

Farewell,  dear  friend,  a  long  farewell 845 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone  434 

Far  from  these  scenes  of  night ."....  693 

Father,  lo!  we  consecrate 742 

Father  of  all,  in  every  age 368  i 

Father  of  all,  in  whom  alone....- 968  j 

Father  of  all  our  mercies,  thou 493  ! 

Father  of  all!  whose  cares  extend. 369  i 

Father !  glory  be  to  thee 974 

Father,  hear  our  humble  prayer 991  | 

Father,  I  know  that  all  my  life 464 

Father  of  lights,  by  whom  each  day 632  j 

Father  of  mercies !  God  of  peace 908  ' 

Father  of  me,  and  all  mankind 351 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 144 

Father  of  might,  my  bonds  I  feel 444 

Father  of  spirits,  Nature's  God 401 

Father,  once  more  let  grateful  praise 853 

Father,  they  who  thee  receive 475 

Father,  to  us  thy  children 77 

[2] 


Father,  thy  gentle  chastisement 643 

Father,  thy  wonders  do  not  singly  stand..  Ill 

Father,  thy  paternal   care .'. 

Father,  we  bless  the  gentle  care 

Father,  we  pray  for  those  who  dwell 

Fear  was  within  the  tossinc  bark 171 

Flung  to  the  heedless  winds 

For  a  season  called  to  part 

Forever  wakefully  the  ear  is  taming..  •  • 

Forever  with  the  Lord 

Forgive  us  for  thy  mercy's  sake 

For  homes  of  freedom  in  our  land. 

Forth  in  thy  name,  O  Lord,  we  go 

Frarner  of  worlds,  and  God  of  mind 731 

Friends  of  the  poor,  the  young,  the  we.. 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 984 

From  earliest  dawn  of  life - 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 

From  Jesse's  root  a  branch  did  rise 218 

From  North  and  South,  from  East  and 993 

From  thee,  ray  God,  my  joys  shall  rise....  507 

From  the  table  now  retiring 540 

From  worship  now  thy  church  dismiss. . 
From  )  ear  to  year  in  love  we  meet 851 

G. 

Gift  of  thy  Father's  grace 171 

Give  as  God  hath  given  thee 814 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears 518 

Give  us  ourselves  and  thee  to  know 319 

Glorious  in  thy  saints  appear 973 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 535 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high 138 

Glory,  glory  to  our  King 245 

Glory  to  God  on  high 212,  992 

God  bless  our  native  land '  880 

God  his  church  hath  firmly  founded 538 

God  in  his  temple  let  us  meet 31 

God  in  the  high  and  holy  place 127 

God  is  in  his  holy  temple 20 

God  is  love,  his  mercy  brightens 21 

God  is  my  strong  salvation. 524 

God  is  our  refuge  and  defence 699 

God.  I  thank  thee  from  my  heart 641 

God  made  all  his  creatures  free 285 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 513 

God  of  eternity,  from  thee 656 

God  of  mercy  and  of  wisdom 808 

God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace 338 

God  of  mercy,  hear  our  prayer 858 

God  of  my  life,  through  all  its  days 389 

God  of  love,  we  look  to  thee '. 609 

God  of  our  fathers!  at  this  holy  hour....  884 
God  of  the  poor!  whose  listening  ear....  792 
God  of  the  year,  with  songs  of  praise....  890 

God  only  is  the  creature's  home 458 

God's  angels !  not  only  on  high  do  thev. .  830 

God's  glory  is  a  wondrous  thing . . .  754 

God  shall  bless  thy  going  out 987 

God  thou  art  good,  each  perfumed  flower.  117 

Go  in  peace! — serene  submission 961 

Gone  are  those  great  and  good 881 

Good  is  the  heavenly  King 898 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane 248 

Go  to  the  pillow  of  disease 7S1 


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Go  when  the  morning:  shineth 428 

Go  ye  messengers  of  God 761 

Grace!  'tis  a  charming  sound 272 

Gracious  Source  of  every  blessing 989 

Gracious  Spirit,  Love  divine 470 

Greatest  of  beings!  Source  of  light 113 

Great  framer  of  the  earth  and  sky 617 

Great  framer  of  unnumbered  worlds 909 

Great  God,  and  wilt  thou  condescend 818 

Great  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings 29 

Great  God,  at  thy  command 897 

Great  God,  in  vain  man's  narrow  view....     83 

Great  God,  let  all  our  tuneful  powers 886 

Great  God,  the  followers  of  thy  Son 23 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 752 

Great  God,  this  sacred  day  of  thine 50 

Great  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song 647 

Great  God,  Ave  sing  that  mighty  hand 885 

Great  God,  where'er  we  pitch  our  tents..  627 

H. 

Had  I,  dear  Lord,  no  pleasure  found 463 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews...  387 

Hail !  great  Creator !  wise  and  good 130 

Hail,  sacred  truth,  whose  piercing  rays...  143 

Hail  sweetest,  dearest  tie  that  binds 596 

Hail  the  day,  that  sees  him  rise 201 

Hail  the  God  of  our  salvation 281 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed 291 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign 367 

Happy  the  man  who  finds  the  grace 376 

Happy  the  man  that  finds  the  grace 314 

Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast....  391 

Hark!  hark!  with  harps  of  gold 169 

Hark  !  the  glad  sound!  the  Saviour  comes  165 

Hark,  the  gospel  trumpet's  sounding 307 

Hark,  the  herald-angels  sing 162 

Hark,  the  song  of  jubilee 287 

Hark,  the  sounds  of  joy  and  gladness....  822 

Hark,  the  voice  of  choral  song 815 

Have  we  no  tears  to  shed  for  him 189 

Health  of  the  weak,  to  make  them  strong  315 

Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 308 

Hear  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken....  283 
Heaven  is  here;  its  hymns  of  gladness...  478 

Heavenly  Father!  gracious  name 639 

Heavenly  Father,  sovereign  Lord 4 

Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord 589 

Heralds  of  creation !  cry 5 

Here  cares  and  angry  passions  cease 52 

Here,  gracious  God,  do  thou 962 

Here  in  the  broken  bread 578 

Here,  in  thy  presence,  gracious  God 599 

Here,  Saviour,  would  we  come 577 

Here  we  meet  with  joy  together 141 

Here  where  our  fathers  came  of  yore 732 

He  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping 816 

H igh  as  the  heavens  are  raised 722 

High  in  yonder  realms  of  light 682 

Holy  Father,  from  above 744 

Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine 334 

Holy  Son  of  God  most  high 193 

Homage  pay  to  God  above 990 

Hosanna!  let  us  join  to  sing 204 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet 271 

How  beautiful  the  sight 583 

How  charming  is  the  place 604 


How  dear  is  the  thought  that  the  angels. .  726 

How  doth  the  little  busy  bee ...   842 

How  dread  are  thine  eternal  years 362 

How  gentle  God's  commands 501 

How  glad  the  tone  when  summer's  sun...  893 

How  glorious  is  the  hour 333 

How  good  and  pleasant  is  the  sight 601 

How  happy  is  he,  born  or  taught 382 

How  long  shall  virtue  languish 824 

How,  Lord,  shall  vows  of  ours  be  sweet..    41 

How  lost  was  my  condition 341 

How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings,  Lord 626 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair 40 

How  pleased  and  blessed  was  1 80 

How  pleasing  is  the  voice 901 

How  pleasing,  Lord,  to  see 634 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine 148 

How  rich  thy  gifts,  Almighty  King 907 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts..  836 
How  shall  Ave  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light..  120 

Hoav  SAveet  and  heavenly  is  the  sight 594 

Hoav  sweetly  filmed  the  gospel  sound 180 

Hoav  sweet  the  melting  lay 603 

Hoav  SAveet  to  leave  the  Avorld  awhile 38 

Hush !  the  loud  cannon's  roar 804 

I. 

I  am  baptized  into  thy  name 554 

I  cannot  call  affliction  SAveet 494 

I  cannot  plainly  see  the  way 516 

If  all  our  hopes  and  all  our  fears 659 

If  life's  pleasures  charm  thee 484 

If  listening  as  I  listen  still 447 

If  solid  happiness  we  prize 531 

If  thou  of  God  Avouldst  truly  learn 437 

I  hear  the  voice  of  Avoe 807 

I  knoAv  that  my  Redeemer  liAres 227 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  Avhile  I've  breath....  530 

I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man 680 

I  love  the  A'olume  of  thy  Avord 157 

Hove  thy  church,  O  God 574 

I  may  not  scorn  the  meanest  thing 782 

Imposture  shrinks  from  light 413 

In  each  breeze  that  Avanders  free 134 

Indulgent  God  !  whose  bounteous  care....  631 

In  Gods  eternity 273 

In  Israel's  fane,  by  silent  night 850 

In  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines....  876 

In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid 623 

Inspirer  of  the  ancient  seers 158 

Interval  of  grateful  shade 651 

In  the  broad  fields  of  heaven 695 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 539 

In  the  dewy  breath  of  eA-en 140 

In  the  glad  morn  of  life,  Avhen  youth 841 

In  the  Saviour's  hour  of  death 194 

In  thy  courts  let  peace  be  found 1 

In  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling 17  I 

In  trouble  and  in  grief,  O  God 711 

In  vain  the  world's  alluring  smile 386 

In  vain  we  thus  recall  to  mind 572 

I  sing  of  God !  the  mighty  Source 78 

Is  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour 431 

Israel's  Shepherd,  guide  us,  lead  us 971 

It  is  the  one  true  light 155 

I  thirst,  but  not  as  once  I  did 390 

In  trouble,  and  in  grief,  O  God 711 


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I  want  a  heart  to  pray 414 

I  want  a  sober  mind 469 

I  worship  thee,  sweet  will  of  God 489 

I  would  not  live  alway,  I  ask  not  to  stay. .  724 

J. 

Jehovah,  God,  thy  gracious  power 93 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 712 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 548 

Jesus,  at  thy  command 927 

Jesus,  comforter  divine 247 

Jesus  has  lived,  and  we  would  bring 168 

Jesus  his  empire  shall  extend 251 

Jesus,  immortal  King,  arise 260 

Jesus,  I  sing  thy  matchless  grace 229 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 505 

Jesus  my  Redeemer  lives 202 

Jesus  our  Lord  descend 811 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 261 

Jesus,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  us 865 

Jesus,  thou  Son  of  love  divine 223 

Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 377 

Jesus,  to  thy  celestial  light 321 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee 602 

Join  all  the  glorious  names 275 

Joined  in  a  union  firm  and  strong 759 

Joy  to  the  earth,  the  Prince  of  Peace 250 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come 167 

Joy  to  those  that  love  the  Lord 812 

K. 

Kind  Lord,  before  thy  face 957 

Know,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation 424 


L. 

Lamp  of  our  feet,  whereby  we  trace 147 

Launch  thy  bark,  mariner 928 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 832 

Let  earth  and  heaven  agree 279 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend 300 

Let  me  go,  the  day  is  breaking 688 

Let  monumental  pillars  rise 940 

Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise 87 

Let  party  names  no  more 576 

563 
939 
114 
809 
211 
607 


Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those 
Let  there  be  light;  so  spake  at  first... 
Let  there  be  light,  when  from  on  high 

Let  the  still  air  rejoice 

Let  us  awake  our  joys 

Let  u&  join  as  God  commands 

Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind 8 

Life  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour 673 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  mighty  gates 48 

Lift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high.  213 

Light  of  life!  seraphic  fire 6 

Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 612 

Like  Israel's  hosts  to  exile  driven 873 

Like  Israel's  Lord  am  1 331 

Like  Israel's  tribes  on  Egypt's  flood 874 

Like  morning  when  her  early  breeze 312 

Lo,  God  is  here!  let  us  adore 42 

Long  as  the  darkening  cloud  abode 266 

Long  have  I  seemed  to  serve  the  Lord....  324 

Look,  ye  saints,  the  day  is  breaking 776 

Lord,  a  little  band  and  lowly 866  I  Mighty  One,  whose  name  is  holy 820 


Lord,  at  thy  table  we  behold #53 

Lord,  before  thy  presence  come 11 

Lord,  deliver,  thou  canst  save 813 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 966 

Lord,  from  thy  blessed  throne 808 

Lord,  have  mercy  when  we  pray 337 

Lord,  I  believe,  thy  power  I  own 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  mv  choice...   146 

Lord,  in  heaven  thy  dwelling  place 7 

Lord,  in  thy  garden  agony 186 

Lord,  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 644 

Lord,  in  whose  might  the  Saviour  trod...  173 

Lord,  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days 515 

Lord  Jesus  come,  for  here 802 

Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went 783 

Lord,  let  thy  conquering  banner  wave-...  356 

Lord,  let  thy  kingdom  come 854 

Lord,  look  on  all  assembled  here 914 

Lord,  must  we  die,  O  let  us  die 719 

Lord,  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  name 970 

Lord  of  all  being,  throned  afar 82 

Lord  of  heaven  and  earth  and  ocean 918 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath,  and  its  light 43 

Lord  of  the  worlds  below 900 

Lord  of  the  sea;  thy  potent  sway 922 

Lord,  on  thy  Zion's  wall 741 

Lord,  send  thy  servants  faith 755 

Lord,  subdue  our  selfish  will 416 

Lord,  that  I  may  learn  of  thee 473 

Lord,  thou  art  good,  all  nature  shows 128 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me-...  85 
Lord,  thou  hast  won,  at  length  I  yield....  343 
Lord,  through  the  dubious  paths  of  life..  491 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs 944 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  wondrous  grace 558 

Lord,  we  believe,  a  rest  remains 363 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now 608 

Lord,  we  would  make  thy  word  our  joy..  148 

Lord,  what  offering  should  we  bring 2 

Lord,  when  my  raptured  thought  surveys.  125 
Lord,  when  my  thoughts  delighted  rove..  313 

Lord,  whom  winds  and  seas  obey 925 

Lord,  when  thine  ancient  people  cried....  793 
Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high-...  206 

Lord,  when  thy  people  seek  thy  face 45 

Lord,  when  we  bow  before  thy  throne-...  53 
Loosed  from  my  God  and  far  removed....  316 

Lo!  renewed  this  temple  stands 743 

Lo,  the  day  of  rest  declineth 982 

Loud  raise  the  notes  of  joy 883 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling 14 

Lo,  what  a  precious  corner-stone 219 

M. 

Make  channels  for  the  streams  of  love...  780 

Many  centuries  have  fled 546 

Mark  the  soft  falling  snow 274 

Mary  to  the  Saviour's  tomb 310 

May  all  our  powers  of  mind 74 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour 981 

Mediator,  Son  of  God 249 

Messiah,  Lord!  who,  wont  to  dwell 178 

Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature 725 

Mighty  God,  while  angels  bless  thee 611 

Mighty  One,  before  whose  face 762 


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Mine  eyes  and  my  desire 329 

Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb 198 

My  country, 'tis  of  thee 882 

My  Father  bids  me  come 330 

My  Father,  grant  thy  presence  nigh 704 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love 614 

My  God,  I  love  thee,  not  because 465 

d,  I  now  from  sleep  awake. 649 

My  God,  I  thank  thee;  may  no  thought..  700 

My  God,  my  everlasting  hope 948 

My  God,  my  Father,— blissful  name 496 

My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 429 

id,  the  covenant  of  thy  love 318 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys 510 

My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 347 

My  gracious  Redeemer,  I  love 292 

My  heavenly  Father  calls 573 

My  Lord,  if  Thou  one  moment  leave 441 

My  Maker  and  my  King 105 

My  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see 26 

My  Shepherd'is  the  Lord  on  high 512 

My  soul  before  thee  prostrate  lies 432 

My  soul  shall  bless  thee,  O  my  God 509 

My  soul,  what  hast  thou  done  for  God....  440 

My  spirit  in  thy  care 499 

My  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord 486 

N. 

New  every  morning  is  the  love 621 

No  field  of  victory  won 805 

No  sound  of  deadly  strife 829 

Not  different  food,  nor  different  dress 381 

Not  for  the  summer's  hour  alone 932 

Not  for  the  prophet  tongue  of  fire 739 

Not  individual  souls  alone 790 

Not  in  the  church-yard  shall  he  sleep 924 

Not  in  this  simple  rite  alone 555 

No  warlike  sounds  awake  the  night 788 

No  war  nor  battle's  sound 828 

Now  be  the  gospel  banner 768 

Now  blessing,  honor,  glory,  power 994 

Now  doth  the  sun  ascend  the  sky 615 

Now  gird  your  patient  loins  again 166 

Now  host  with  host  assembling 823 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 230 

Now  let  our  voices  join 520 

Now  let  our  souls  on  wings  sublime 374 

Now  the  Christian's  course  is  run 683 

Now  the' shades  of  night  are  gone 640 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song 221 

Now  with  creation's  early  song 622 

Now  with  eternal  glory  crowned 209 

O. 

O  all  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord 95 

()  all  ye  nations!  praise  the  Lord 985 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 63 

O  blest  are  they  who  feel  the  love 59 

O  blest  Creator  of  the  light 618 

O  city  of  the  Lord,  begin 753 

O  could  I  find  from  day  to  day 453 

O  come  in  life's  gay  morning 861 

O  come  let  us  sing  to  the  Lord 75 

O  could  we  speak  the  matchless  worth....  290 

O  dearest  Lamb,  take  thou  my  heart 452 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness 284 


O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness 775 

O  fairest  born  of  Love  and  Light 269 

O  Father,  lift  our  souls  above 49 

O  Father,  though  the  anxious  fear 51 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 451 

O  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 709 

O  for  a  shout  of  jov 108 

O  for  the  death  of  those 691 

O  from  these  visions  dark  and  drear 498 

O  Gift  of  gifts,  O  Grace  of  faith 456 

O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord  915 

O  God,  by  whom  the  seed  is  given 963 

O  God  of  sovereign  grace 983 

O  God,  that  makest  earth  and  sky 633 

O  God  unseen,  but  not  unknown 652 

O  God,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 96 

O  God,  who  know'st  how  frail  we  are 32 

O  God,  whose  dread  and  dazzling  brow...  100 

O  God,  whose  presence  glows  in  all 35 

O  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe 879 

O  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice 549 

O  happy  is  the  man  who  hears 355 

O  hear,  if  ever,  God  of  Love 570 

O  heaven  is  where  no  secret  dread 716 

O  holy  Father,  mid  the  calm 587 

O  how  happy  are  they 345 

O  how  shall  I  repay 635 

O  it  is  joy  in  one  to  meet 591 

O  Jesus,  light  of  all  below 364 

O  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  thee 492 

O  Lord,  thy  perfect  word 154 

O  Lord,  where'er  thy  people  meet 584 

O  Love  Divine,  that  stooped  to  share 701 

O  love,  thou  fathomless  abyss 517 

Omniscient  God,  'tis  thine  to  know 385 

One  prayer  I  have,  all  prayers  iu  one 357 

One  sole  baptismal  sign 68 

One  sweet  flower  has  drooped  and  faded..  870 

One  there  is  above  all  others 280 

One  thing  alone,  dear  Lord,  I  dread 497 

On  eyes  that  never  saw  the  day 179 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 667 

O  not  to  fill  the  mouth  of  fame 323 

On  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee 182 

On  the  dewy  breath  of  even 140 

On  thee,  each  morning.  O  my  God 628 

On  this  fair  spot  where  nature  pays 730 

On  thy  Church,  O  Power  divine 545 

Onwanl,  brother,  through  the  region 420 

Onward,  onward,  men  of  heaven 770 

Onward,  upward,  never  falter 774 

On  Zion,  his  most  holv  mount 258 

OnZion's  holy  walls 698 

Open.  Lord,  mv  inward  ear 482 

O  praise  the  Lord,  in  that  blest  place 24 

O  Saviour,  welcome  to  my  heart 454 

O  Bay  not,  think  not,  heavenly  notes 838 

O  see  how  Jesus  trusts  himself 353 

O  shut  not  out  sweet  pity  'a  ray 795 

O  sinner,  bring  not  tears  alone 328 

O  Son  of  God,  thy  children  we 560 

O  Source  Divine  and  Life  of  all 86 

O  speed  thee,  Christian,  on  thy  way 350 

O  spirit,  freed  from  earth 690 

O  spirit  of  the  living  God 746 

O  that  the  Lord's  salvation 937 


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0  Thou,  at  whose  rebuke  the  grave 798 

O  thou  holy  God,  come  clown 642 

0  thou,  in  whom  we  live  and  move 751 

O  thou,  my  soul,  forget  no  more 551 

0  thou  sun  of  glorious  splendor 772 

0  thou,  the  heaven's  eternal  King 630 

O  thou,  to  whom  in  ancient  time 34 

0  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 383 

0  thou,  who  art  above  all  height 734 

0  thou,  who  didst  ordain  the  word 738 

0  thou,  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear....  707 
O  thou,  who  hast  spread  out  the  skies-...  931 

O  thou,  who  once  on  Israel's  ground 938 

O  thou,  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds.  697 

O  thou,  whose  presence  went  before 799 

O  thou,  whose  thought  pervades  all  space  733 

O  'tis  a  scene  the  heart  to  move 593 

Our  Christ  hath  reached  his  heavenly  seat  597 

Our  Father,  ever  living 769 

Our  Father,  God,  now  face  to  face 728 

Our  Fathers,  Lord,  to  seek  a  spot 878 

Our  Father!  we  may  lisp  that  name 791 

Our  Father,  who  in  heaven  art 371 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past 665 

Our  heaven  is  everywhere 466 

Our  heavenly  Father,  hear 411 

Our  little  bark,  on  boisterous  seas 923 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead 20;3 

Our  souls  by  love  together  knit 592 

Our  soul  shall  magnify  the  Lord ,  952 

Our  spirits  join  to  praise  the  Lamb 562 

Our  willing" feet  shall  stand 64 

Out  of  the  depths  I  cry  to  thee 721 

O  what  amazing  words  of  grace 298 

O  what  a  struggle  works  within 488 

O  what  is  man,  great  maker  of  mankind.  696 

O  where  are  kings  and  empires  now 567 

O  where  shall  rest  be  found 723 

O  who  like  thee  so  humbly  bore 191 

0  why  should  friendship  grieve  for  those. .  706 

O  wondrous  depth  of  grace  divine 980 

0  Zion  tune  thy  voice 521 

P. 

Part  in  peace ;  is  day  before  us 964 

Partners  of  a  glorious  hope 542 

Peace  of  God,  which  knows  no  measure..  986 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive 703 

Pierced  by  the  sun's  ethereal  dart 619 

Pilgrim,  burdened  with  thy  sin 309 

Pilgrim  to  the  heavenly  city 479 

Pillows  wet  with  tears  of  anguish 819 

Planted  in  Christ,  the  living  vine 569 

Pour,  blessed  gospel,  glorious  news  for. . .  288 

Pour  out  thy  spirit  from  on  high 745 

Praise,  everlasting  praise  be  paid 268 

Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow. .  995 
Praise,  my  soul,  the  God  that  sought  thee-     15 

Praise  the  high,  the  holy  One 136 

Praise  the  Lord;  his  glory  bless 965 

Praise  the  Lord;  ye  heavens  adore  him...  139 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise 902 

Praise  to  God,  the  great  Creator 16 

Praise  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lord 37 

Praise  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee 27 

Praver  is  the  spirit  of  our  God 370 

[2*] 


Prayer  is  to  God  the  soul's  sure  way 

Prayer  its  way  to  God  can  find ' 

Prayer  may  lie  sweet  in  cottage  home**... 
Press  on,  press  on,  ye  sons  of  light 

R. 

Rejoice .'  the  Lord  is  King ! 899 

Religion,  in  its  blessed  ray 

Religion  is  the  chief  concern 326 

Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty 185 

Rise,  crowned  with  light,  &c 289 

Rise,  every  heart  and  every  tongue 264 

Rise,  glorious  conqueror,  rise 210 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 125 

S. 

Sacred  day,  forever  blest 12 

Sad  were  our  pilgrimage  below 657 

Safely  through  another  week 9 

Salvation!  O  the  joyful  sound 253 

Saviour,  thy  laws  are  love 579 

Saviour,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding 867 

Say  not  the  law  divine 40*> 

Searcher  of  hearts,  before  thy  face 459 

See  from  on  high  a  light  divine 172 

See  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain 282 

"  See  how  he  loved!"  exclaimed  the  Jews.  183 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 844 

Servant  of  God,  well  done 692 

Servants  of  our  Master  lowly 536 

Should  sorrow's  gate  be  open  wide 718 

Shine,  mighty  God,  on  Zion  shine. . ......  565 

Since  Christ  has  gone  to  heaven  his  home.  254 

Since  o'er  thy  footstool  here  below 112 

Sing  to  the  Lord  in  joyful  strains. 5o 

Sing  to  the  Lord  most  high 67 

Sinner,  hear  your  Friend  and  Saviour....  339 

Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely 689 

Slavery  and  death  the  cup  contains 796 

Slowly  by  God's  hand  unfurled ]38 

Soil  not  thy  plumage,  gentle  dove 629 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 379 

Sometimes  a  light  surprises 342 

Sometimes,  O  Lord,  at  least  in  show 378 

Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang 286 

Sons  of  men,  behold  from  far 244 

Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise 749 

Soul  celestial  in  thy  birth 335 

Source  of  being,  source  of  light 137 

Sovereign  and  transforming  grace 13 

Sovereign  Lord  of  light  and  glory U 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed ". 803 

Speak  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal 448 

Spirit  Divine,  attend  our  prayer 54 

Spirit,  leave  thy  house  of  clay 684 

Spirit  of  grace  and  health  and  power 28 

Spirit  of  holiness,  descend 58 

Spread,  O  spread,  thou  mighty  word 763 

Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord 65 

Stern  winter  throws  his  icy  chains 895 

Still  hope,  still  act,  be  sure  that  life 801 

Still  nigh  me,  O  my  Saviour,  stand 407 

Stricken,  smitten,  and  afflicted 195 

Sweet  is  the  bliss  of  souls  serene 393 

Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  strain 455 

Sweet  is  the  scene  when  virtue  dies 658 


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INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


Sweet  is  the  task.  O  Lord 61 

Sweet  is  the  time  of  spring 856 

Sweet  Sabbath  beils,  I  love  your  voice 115 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing 537 

Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song 916 

T. 

Take  my  heart,  0  Father,  take  it 477 

Talk  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal 365 

Teach  me,  my  God  and  King 408 

Teach  us.  0  Lord,  we  earnest  pray 843 

Teach  us  to  feel  as  Jesus  prayed 226 

Tell  us,  wanderer,  wildly  roving 306 

Thank  and  praise  Jehovah's  name 764 

Thanks,  Father,  for  the  ministry 714 

Thanks  for  mercies,  Lord,  received 975 

That  mystic  word  of  thine,  O  Sovereign..  481 

That  stream  of  truth,  a  silver  thread 789 

The  aged  sufferer  waited  long 175 

The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high 921 

The  bird  that  soars  on  highest  wing 406 

The  broken  ties  of  happier  days 715 

The  darkened  sky,  how  thick  it  lowers....  438 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 637 

The  dead  are  like  the  stars  by  day 710 

The  earth  is  thine,  Jehovah,  thine 392 

The  God  of  glory  walks  his  round 396 

The  God  of  mercy  will  indulge 662 

The  happy  day  is  dawning 827 

The  harvest  song  we  would  repeat 889 

The  head  that  once  was  crowned  with....  208 

The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain...  967 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord 150 

The  hour  of  prayer  once  more  is  come. . . .  600 

The  joyful  morn,  my  God,  is  come 79 

The  long  lost  son,  with  streaming  eyes...  327 

The  Lord  descended  from  above 94 

The  Lord  is  King,  lift  up  thy  voice 33 

The  Lord  is  never  far  away 717 

The  Lord  is  risen  indeed 216 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns 69 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns 81 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare 403 

The  Lord  of"  glory  is  my  Light 511 

The  Lord  our  God  is  Lord  of  all 103 

The  Lord  will  come  and  not  be  slow 256 

The  morning  dawns  upon  the  place 187 

The  morning  light  is  breaking 765 

The  morning  stars  in  concert  sang 951 

The  morn  of  peace  is  beaming 826 

The  mourners  came  at  break  of  day 664 

The  past  is  dark  with   sin  and  shame 265 

The  praises  of  my  tongue 857 

The  promises  I  sing. 107 

There  is  a  book  who  runs  may  read 129 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 234 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 677 

There  is  a  Sabbath  rest,  O  Lord 37 

There  is  a  state  unknown,  unseen 666 

There  is  a  strife  we  all  must  wage 504 

There  is  a  world,  and  O  how  blest 449 

There  is  a  world  we  have  not  seen 655 

There's  a  glorious  era  coming 686 

There  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale 115 

The  saints,  on  earth  and  those  above 566 

The  sage  his  cup  of  hemlock  quaffed 192 


The  Saviour  calls,  let  everv  ear 297 

The  Saviour  now  has  gone  before 348 

The  Saviour!  what  a  noble  flame 176 

The  seraphs  bright  are  hovering 862 

The  Son  of  God  gave  thanks 5SI 

The  soul  by  faith  reclined 241 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high 121 

The  spirit  in  our  hearts 302 

The  spring,  the  joyous  spring  has  come...  188 

The  starry  firmament  on  high 149 

The  temperance  cause  forever 825 

The  triumphs  of  the  martyred  saints 514 

The  turf  shall  be  my  fragrant  shrine 122 

The  world  has  much  of  beautiful 126 

The  world  throws  wide  its  brazen  gates. . .  352 

They  who  on  the  Lord  rely 503 

Think  on  him,  Lord,  wre  ask  thine  aid....  945 

Thirsting  for  a  living  spring 3 

This  God  is  the  God  we  adore 76 

This  is  the  first  and  great  command 349 

This  stone  in  faith  to  thee  we  lay 727 

Thou  art  Almightv  Lord  of  all 88 

Thou  art,  O  Lord,  the  light  and  life 123 

Thou  art  the  way,  and  he  who  sighs 228 

Thou  art  the  way,  to  thee  alone 233 

Thou  fairest  child  divine... 170 

Thou  gavest,  and  we  yield  to  thee 674 

Though  faint  and  sick  and  worn  away....  946 

Thou  God  of  years  and  seasons  all 919 

Thou  God  our  heavenly  Father  art 361 

Thou  grace  divine,  encircling  all 98 

Thou  hast  thy  temple,  Lord  of  all 729 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height..  446 

Thou  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose 405 

Thou  Lord,  by  mortal  eyes  unseen 217 

Thou  Lord  of  Hosts,  whose  guiding  hand  748 
Thou  Lord,  who  rear'st  the  mountains....  116 

Thou  must  be  born  again 332 

Thou  must  go  forth  alone,  my  soul 669 

Thousands,  O  Lord  of  Hosts,* to-day 460 

Thou  to  our  woe  who  down  didst  come.  •  •  564 

Thou  very  present  aid. 502 

Thou  wandering  in  a  stranger  land 118 

Thou  whose  wide-extended  sway 293 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life...  508 
Throughout  the  hours  of  darkness  dim. . .  442 

Through  thee  we  now  together  come 760 

Thus  said  Jesus,  go  and  do 418 

Thus  saith  the  first,  the  great  command..  400 

Th"  uplifted  eye,  the  bended  knee 398 

Thy  glory,  Lord,  the  heavens  declare 124 

Thy  home  is  with  the  humble,  Lord 450 

Thy  kingdom  come,  the  heathen  lands.. . .  750 

Thy  name,  Almighty  Lord 978 

Thy  name  we  bless,  Almighty  God 875 

Thy  presence,  ever  living  God 960 

Thy  will  be  done,  I  will  not  fear 485 

Time  by  moments  steals  away 904 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know 419 

'Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand.  891 

'Tis  my  happiness  below 506 

'Tis  not  for  thee  to  fear 500 

To  God  be  glory,  peace  on  earth 787 

To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes 522 

To  him  that  loved  the  souls  of  men 972 

To  him  who  condescends  to  dwell 624 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


19 


To  him  who  for  six  days  a  week  . . . . 

Toiling  in  the  earthly  vineyard 

To  Jesus  the  crown  of  my  hope..... 

To  keep  the  lamp  alive 

To  praise  thee,  ever  bounteous  Lord 

To  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour i 

To  thee,  my  Shepherd  and  my  Lord. 
To  thee,  supreme,  the  ever  blest..... 

To  thee  our  wants  are  known 

To  thine  eternal  arms,  O  God 

To  thy  temple  I  repair 

To  your  Creator,  God 

Triumphant  Zion,  lift  thy  head 

True  Sun,  upon  our  souls  arise 

Trump  of  glad  jubilee 


U. 


Unchangable,  all  perfect  Lord 

United  prayers  ascend  to  thee 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb 

Up,  my  soul !  with  clear  sedateness. 

Upon  the  gospel's  sacred  page 

Up  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie-... 
Up  to  the  throne  of  God  is  borne... 


W. 
Walk  in  the  light,  so  shalt  thou  know.... 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night 

We  are  but  young,  yet  we  may  sing 

We  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 

We  bless  thee  for  this  sacred  day 

We  come  not  now  the  spell  to  break 

We  come,  0  God,  with  gladness 

We  come  our  Sabbath  hymn  to  raise 

We  come  to  thee,  0  God 

We  gather  in  the  name  of  God 

We  have  met  in  peace  together 

Welcome,  de'ightful  morn 

Welcome,  welcome,  quiet  morning 

We  now  invoke  thy  blessing,  Lord 

We  praise  thee,  God,  with  earliest  morn. . 

We  praise  thee  if  one  rescued  soul 

Were  not  the  sinful  Mary's  tears 

We  say  to  all  men,  far  and  near 

We  stand  unto  our  God  how  near 

Westward,  Lord,  the  world  alluring 

We  wait  in  faith,  in  prayer  we  wait 

We  will  not  weep,  for  God  is  standing  by. 

What  are  those  soul-reviving  strains 

What  bless'd  example  do  I  find 

What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page 

What  precept,  Jesus,  is  like  thine. 

What  secret  place,  what  distant  star 

What  though  the  arm  of  conquering 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet 

When  Abrahm,  full  of  sacred  awe 

When  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God 

When  wakened  by  thy  voice  of  power. . . . 
When  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away.. 
When  children  give  their  hearts  to  God... 

When  death  was  on  the  paths  he  trod 

When  forth  from  Egypt's  trembling  strand 
When  God  descends  with  men  to  dwell-... 
When  God  revealed  his  gracions  name-... 

When  his  salvation  biinging 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

When  in  the  hour  of  utmost  need 


46 

534 

II  6 

235 

38 

976 

311 

106 
262 
616 

810 


91 
553 
663 
422 
152 
430 
645 

490 
161 

847 

737 

44 

800 
852 

806 

7-58 
864 

70 
18 
959  I 
110 
797 
299 
2-32 
590! 
771 
756 
527 
181  I 
&37I 
142 
800  I 
376 
67-5 
394 
911 
101 
420 
672 
839 
556 
99 
263 
322 

713 
935 


When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved 384 

When  Israel,  smitten 'raid  the  wast   

When  Israel  through  th                               ...  [5] 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  CTOS8. .5-17 

When  I  the  holy  grave  survey 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay 

When  languor  and  disease  invade 

When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain-. . 

When,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be.. 

When  on  her  Makers  bosom 

When  on  the  midnight  of  the  East 557 

When  quiet  in  my  house  I  sit 

When  shall  the  voice  of  singing 

When  the  parting  bosom  bleeds 

When  the  vale  of  death  appears  

When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose 

When  through   the  tern  sail  the  wild 930 

When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale 892 

When  winds  are  raging  o'er  the  upper-...  929 

Where'er  the  Lord  shall  build  my  house-.  613 

Where  shall  the  child  of  sorrow  find 947 

Where  two  or  three  with  sweet  accord....  586 

While  in  this  sacred  rite  of  thine 562 

While  my  Redeemer's  near J40 

While  myriad  suns  aglow 740 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by..  163 

While  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around'-..  941 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  power 354 

While  the  heralds  of  salvation 773 

While  thus  thy  throne  of  grace  we  seek. .  47 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 903 

While  yet  the  youthful  spirit  bears 849 

Who  shall  behold  the  glorious  day 257 

Who  shall  towards  thy  chosen  seat 417 

Who  is  thy  neighbor, "he  whom  thou 779 

Why  does  your  face,  ye  humble  souls....  259 

Why  is  thv  face  so  lit" with  smiles 207 

Why  on  the  bending  willows  hung 936 

Why  should  thy  face,  where  mercies  dwell  H10 

Whv  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die 705 

Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies 39 

With  cheerful  voices  rise  and  sing 934 

With  glory  clad,  with  strength  arrayed-..  119 

With  grateful  hearts,  with  joyful  tongues.  871 

With  humble  heart  and  tongue 156 

Within  these  doors  assembled  now 588 

Within  thy  temple  walls 66 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 231 

With  one  consent  let  all  the  earth 22 

With  willing  hearts  we  tread 580 

Witness,  yeomen  and  angels  now 320 

Word  of  the  ever  living  God 145 

Wouldst  thou  in  thy  lonelv  hour 476 

Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God 919 

Y. 
Years  are  coming,  speed  them  onward-...  821 

Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy 109 

Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm 833 

Ye  joyous  ones,  upon  whose  brow 834 

Ye  mourning  ones,  whose  streaming  eyes.  676 

Ye  realms  below  the  skies .......  132 

Ye  saints  your  music  bring 278 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord 410 

Ye  tremMing  captives  hear 304 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam  join 133 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor 301 


INDEX     OF     TUNES. 


L.  M.  PAGE. 

All  Saints 58 

Allacia 59 

Arcadia 76 

Atlantic 236 

Blendon 134 

Bowen 178 

Bristol 246 

Burchmore »     98 

Chickering's  Chant 347 

Dana 110 

Duke   Street «. 75 

Epping 245 

Eternal  Rest 270 

Evening  Chant 332 

Federal   Street 168 

Fertile  Plains 170 

Gaskill 218 

Germany 86 

Hamburg 63 

Hague 268 

Hastings 308 

Harmony  Grove 108 

Hope 307 

Interment *   248 

Longworth 234 

Mehul 85 

Metcalf 166 

Medway 345 

Missionary  Chant 133 

Monmouth 328 

Nantwich 276 

Old  Hundred 355 

Orland 289 

Paul 349 

Pray 180 

Refuge 260 

Reliance 195 

Rossini 339 

Seasons 320 

Security 290 

Sessions 271 

Shoel 148 

Sterling 61 

Stonefield 88 

Surry 226 

Tallis 243 

Truro 120 

Wallingford 64 

Weston 122 

Winchelsea 164 

Winchester 344 


C.  M. 


Arlington. 
Balerma.. 
Bridgton.. 


150 
160 
124 


Cambridge 90 

Capua 220 

Catania 351 

Choral • 341 

Christmas 130 

Confidence 343 

Coronation 125 

Crombie 65 

Cross  and  Crown 222 

Dedham 264 

Dundee 196 

Eustis 78 

Geneva 80 

Holman 184 

Huntley 96 

Institute  Chant 227 

Julius 329 

Kalkbrenner 201 

Kedron 288 

Lanesboro' 116 

Lavinia 317 

Lyme 322 

Natick 338 

Nerve 158 

New  York 186 

Pembroke 278 

Peterboro' 144 

Phillips 238  j 

Siloam 249 

Southfield 106 

St.  Anne's 286 

St.  Martin's 162 

Tallis  Chant 262 

Tolland 132 

Turner 228 

Vesper 323 

Warwick 89 

Westmoreland 272 

Woburn 304 

Woodstock 306 

Woodland 250 

S.  M. 

Beethoven 127 

Clapton 257 

Dover 223 

Elysium.... 152 

Evening 239 

Exaltation 81 

Milford 173 

Mornington 67 

Olmutz 232 

Pastoral 292 

Pelham 172 

Petition. 240 

Prayer 205 

Repose 224 


Sabbath  Evening 105 

Shirland 99 

Silver  Street 353 

St.  Thomas 136 

Thatcher 198 

Thayer 309 

Watchman 256 

Westboro' 231 

Westminster ■.  310 

H.  M. 

Allerton 137 

Amity 82 

Darwells... 69 

Derby 342 

Gaza 348 

Haddam 335 

Harding 138 

Lenox 92 

Newbury 70 

Shaftsbury 119 

Swithin 206 

Triumph 324 

Warsaw 273 

P.  M. 

Convert's  Tune 157 

Magnificat 118 

Meriam 336 

L.  P.  M. 
Newcourt... 211 

C.  P.  M. 

Clyde 156 

Fountain 84 

Rapture 73 

S.  P.  M. 
Dalston 74 

C.  M.     6  Lines. 
Keller 91 

L.  M.     6  Lines. 

Cumberland 100 

Dresden 316 

Eaton 182 

Music *...  204 

Prosperity 327 

Whittemore 315 

7s.    6  Lines. 

Charles  Street 174 

Handel 112 

Turin 190 


INDEX     OF    TUNES. 


21 


C.  M.    Double. 

Akron 230 

Elliott ..   107 

Jordan 252 

Munich 202 

New  Haven 303 

L.  M.     Double. 


Gardiner 72 

8s.    Double. 
Uxbridge 213 

8s  &  7s.    Double. 
Bethlehem 284 


Cutting 242:I)oane 354 

Leipsic 123  Miner 313 


7s.    Double. 

Chapin 274 

Erie 14  7 

School  St.  Choir 200 

Toplady 280 

S.  M.    Double. 

Franconia 188 

Haydn 104 

12s. 

Henderson 337 

lis  &  8s. 

Thanksgiving 331 

lis. 

Home 267 

Lyons 302 

Portuguese  Hymn 301 

Resignation. .. 266 

lis  &  10s. 

Consolation 210 

Shillaber 209 


8s  &  7s. 

Camidge 214 

Cleveland 55 

Cushing 101 

Dinsmoor 296 

Grannis 154 

Greenville. 350 

Hudson 191 

Ives 312 

Marshall 140 

Sicily 146 

Smvrna 56 

Taylor 314 

Wi'lmot 346 

Worthing 95 

8s,  7s  &  4s. 

Greenville 351 

Sicily 146 

Smyrna.. 56 

Wicklow 212 


7s. 


10s. 

Dav  of  Eest 192 

Sabbath 83 

Savannah 319 


330 

334 

199 

102 

281 

Burnham 295 

Concord 129 

Edes 189 

Goddard 94 


Avon 

Ascension.. 
Ah  Perdona. 

Bath 

Bahnmair... 


Grannis 154  v 

Joy 51 

Laudam  us 114 

Lincoln 128 

Nashville 54 

Night 244 

Nuremburg . 

Pleyel's  Hymn 216 

Putnam 254 

Praise 52 

Twilight *...,.  275 

7s  &  6s. 

Adams 207 

Amsterdam 176 

Astoria 298 

Baltimore 53 

Blodgett 142 

Burgham 340 

Hay  ward 1 93 

Margate 258 

Stephens 155 

Webb 282 

7s  &  5s. 
Gould 143 

6s. 

Linton 208 

Ballou  (Double) 259 

6s  &  10s. 
Milton 300 

6s  &  5s. 
Rest 194 

6s  &  4s. 

America 117 

Credo 318 

Italian   Hymn 71 

Sudbury.*. 294 

5s  &  lis. 
The  New  Year 326 


Page  72.... 
"  97.... 
"  111... 
"     113.... 


S.  B.  B. 

Novello. 

C.H. 

B.F.Baker. 


HYMN     CHANTS 

page  177 Gregorian. 

"     181 Novello. 

"     193 W.  O.  Perkins. 


333 S.  B.  B. 

'     337 Jones. 

Hear,  Father.. p.  101.. SB. B. 


A    SELECTION 

FROM 

THE     SCRIPTURES, 

SELECTION  I. 

Introduction  of  Worship. 

How  lovely  are  thy  tabernacles,  0  Lord  of  hosts! 

My  soul  longeth,  yea,  even  fainteth,  for  the  courts  of  the  Lord  ;  my  heart  and  my 
flesh  crieth  out  for  the  living  God. 

Blessed  are  they  that  dwell  in  thy  house  :  they  will  be  still  praising  thee. 

Blessed  is  the  man  whose  strength  is  in  thee  :  in  whose  heart  are  thy  ways. 

They  go  from  strength  to  strength,  till  all  of  them  in  Zion  appear  before  God. 

Behold,  O  God,  our  shield,  and  look  upon  the  face  of  thine  anointed. 

For  a  day  in  thy  courts  is  better  than  a  thousand.  I  had  rather  be  a  door-keeper  in 
the  house  of  my  God,  than  to  dwell  in  the  tents  of  wickedness. 

For  the  Lord  God  is  a  sun  and  shield  :  the  Lord  will  give  grace  and  glory  ;  no  good 
thing  will  he  withhold  from  them  that  walk  uprightly. 

0  Lord  of  hosts,  blessed  is  the  man  that  trusteth  in  thee. 

The  Lord  is  my  light  and  my  salvation  ;  whom  shall  I  fear  ?  The  Lord  is  the 
strength  of  my  life ;  of  whom  shall  I  be  afraid  ? 

One  thing  have  I  desired  of  the  Lord  ;  that  will  I  seek  after  :  that  I  may  dwell  in 
the  house  of  the  Lord  all  the  days  of  my  life,  to  behold  the  beauty  of  the  Lord,  and  to 
inquire  in  his  temple. 

For  in  the  time  of  trouble  he  shall  hide  me  in  the  secret  of  his  pavilion  :  in  the  secret 
of  his  tabernacle  shall  he  hide  me  ;  he  shall  set  me  upon  a  rock. 

Therefore  will  I  offer  in  his  tabernacle  sacrifices  of  joy  ;  I  will  sing,  yea,  I  will  sing 
praises  unto  the  Lord. 

Wait  on  the  Lord  :  be  of  good  courage,  and  he  shall  strengthen  thy  heart ;  wait,  I 
say,  on  the  Lord. 

SELECTION   II. 
A    Call   to   Worship. 

Serve  the  Lord  with  gladness  ;  come  before  his  presence  with  singing. 

Know  ye  that  the  Lord  he  is  God  ;  it  is  he  that  hath  made  us  and  not  we  ourselves : 
we  are  his  people  and  the  sheep  of  his  pasture. 

Enter  into  his  gates  with  thanksgiving,  and  into  his  courts  with  praise  :  be  thankful 
unto  him,  and  bless  his  name. 


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For  the  Lord  is  good  :  his  mercy  is  everlasting  ;  and  his  truth  endureth  to  all  gener- 
ations. 

The  earth  is  the  Lord's  and  the  fulness  thereof,  the  world  and  they  that  dwell 
therein. 

For  he  hath  founded  it  upon  the  seas,  and  established  it  upon  the  floods. 

Who  shall  ascend  into  the  hill  of  the  Lord  ?  and  who  shall  stand  in  his  holy  place? 

He  that  hath  clean  hands  and  a  pure  heart;  who  hath  not  inclined  his  soul  unto 
vanity  nor  sworn  deceitfully. 

He  shall  receive  the  blessing  from  the  Lord,  and  righteousness  from  the  God  of  his 
salvation. 

This  is  the  generation  of  them  that  seek  him,  that  seek  thy  face,  O  God  of  Jacob. 

Lift  up  your  heads,  O  ye  gates,  and  be  ye  lifted  up,  ye  everlasting  doors  ;  and  the 
King  of  glory  shall  come  in.  Who  is  this  King  of  glory  ?  the  Lord,  strong  and  mighty; 
the  Lord,  mighty  in  battle. 

Lift  up  your  heads,  0  ye  gates  ;  even  lift  them  up,  ye  everlasting  doors ;  and  the 
King  of  glory  shall  come  in. 

Who  is  this  King  of  glory  ?  the  Lord  of  hosts,  he  is  the  King  of  glory. 


SELECTION  III. 

A    Call   to   Worship. 

0  come  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord,  let  us  make  a  joyful  noise  unto  the  Rock  of  our 
salvation. 

Let  us  come  before  his  presence  with  thanksgiving,  and  make  a  joyful  noise  unto  him 
with  psalms. 

For  the  Lord  is  a  great  God,  and  a  great  King  above  all  gods. 

In  his  hand  are  the  deep  places  of  the  earth  :  the  strength  of  the  hills  is  his  also. 

The  sea  is  his,  and  he  made  it :  and  his  hands  formed  the  dry  land. 

0  come,  let  us  worship  and  bow  down  :  let  us  kneel  before  the  Lord  our  Maker.  For 
he  is  our  God  ;  and  we  are  the  people  of  his  pasture  and  the  sheep  of  his  hand. 

1  was  glad  when  they  said  unto  me,  Let  us  go  into  the  house  of  the  Lord. 
Pray  for  the  peace  of  Jerusalem  ;  they  shall  prosper  that  love  thee. 
Peace  be  within  thy  walls,  and  prosperity  within  thy  palaces. 

For  my  brethren  and  companions'  sakes,  I  will  now  say,  Peace  be  within  thee. 
Because  of  the  house  of  the  Lord  our  God,  I  will  seek  thy  good. 
God  be  merciful  unto  us,  and  bless  us ;  and  cause  his  face  to  shine  upon  us  ; 
That  thy  way  may  be  known  upon  earth  and  thy  saving  grace  among  all  nations. 
Let  the  people  praise  thee,  O  God  ;  let  all  the  people  praise  thee. 
0  let  the  nations  be  glad  and  sing  for  joy  ;  for  thou  shalt  judge  the  people  righteous- 
ly and  govern  the  nations  upon  earth. 

Let  the  people  praise  thee,  0  God  ;  let  all  the  people  praise  thee. 

Then  shall  the  earth  give  her  increase  ;  and  God,  even  our  own  God,  shall  bless  us. 

God  shall  bless  us,  and  all  the  ends  of  the  earth  shall  fear  him. 


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SELECTION. IV. 
Praise  to  God. 

Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  soul  :  and  all  that  is  within  thee,  bless  his  holy  name. 

Bless  the  Lord,  0  my  soul,  and  forget  not  all  his  benefits. 

"Who  forgiveth  all  thine  iniquities;  who  healeth  all  thy  diseases  ; 

Who  redeemeth  thy  life  from  destruction  ;  who  crowneth  thee  with  loving  kindness 
and  tender  mercies ; 

Who  satisfietb  thy  mouth  with  good  things  ;  so  that  thy  youth  is  renewed  like  the 
eagle's. 

The  Lord  executetli  righteousness  and  judgment  for  all  that  are  oppressed. 

He  made  known  his  ways  unto  Moses,  his  acts  unto  the  children  of  Israel. 

The  Lord  is  merciful  and  gracious,  slow  to  anger,  and  plenteous  in  mercy. 

He  will  not  always  chide  ;  neither  will  he  keep  his  anger  forever. 

He  hath  not  dealt  with  us  after  our  sins  ;  nor  rewarded  us  according  to  our  iniqui- 
ties. 

For  as  the  heaven  is  high  above  the  earth,  so  great  is  his  mercy  towards  them  that 
fear  him. 

As  far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west,  so  far  hath  he  removed  our  transgressions 
from  us. 

Like  as  a  father  pitieth  his  children,  so  the  Lord  pitieth  them  that  fear  him. 

For  he  knoweth  our  frame  ;  he  remembereth  that  we  are  dust. 

As  for  man,  his  days  are  as  grass  :  as  a  flower  of  the  field  so  he  flourisheth. 

For  the  wind  passeth  over  it  and  it  is  gone,  and  the  place  thereof  shall  know  it  no 
more. 

But  the  mercy  of  the  Lord  is  from  everlasting  to  everlasting  upon  them  that  fear  him, 
and  his  righteousness  unto  children's  children, 

To  such  as  keep  his  covenant,  and  to  those  that  remember  his  commandments  to  do 
them. 

The  Lord  hath  prepared  his  throne  in  the  heavens,  and  his  kingdom  ruleth  over  all. 

Bless  the  Lord,  ye  his  angels,  that  excel  in  strength,  that  do  his  commandments,  heark- 
ening unto  the  voice  of  his  word. 

Bless  ye  the  Lord,  ye  ministers  of  his  that  do  his  pleasure. 

Bless  the  Lord,  all  his  works  in  all  places  of  his  dominion  :  bless  the  Lord,  0  my 
soul. 

Now  unto  the  King  eternal,  immortal  and  invisible,  the  only  wise  God,  be  honor  and 
glory,  through  Jesus  Christ,  forever  and  ever.     Amen. 

SELECTION  V. 

Praise  to  the  God  of  All. 

Praise  waiteth  for  thee,  O  God,  in  Zion  :  and  unto  thee  shall  the  vow  be  performed. 

O  Thou  that  heareet  prayer,  unto  thee  shall  all  flesh  come. 

Blessed  is  the  man  whom  thou  choosest,  and  causest  to  approach  unto  thee,  that  he 


SELECTIONS  FROM  SCRIPTURE. 


may  dwell  in  thy  courts.  0,  satisfy  us  with  the  goodness  of  thy  house,  even  of  thy 
holy  temple. 

By  wonderful  things  in  righteousness  wilt  thou  answer  us,  0  God  of  our  salvation  : 
who  art  the  confidence  of  all  the  ends  of  the  earth,  and  of  them  that  are  afar  off  upon 
the  sea  : 

"Who  by  thy  strength  maketh  fast  the  mountains  ;  being  girded  with  power  : 

Who  stillest  the  noise  of  the  seas,  the  noise  of  their  waves,  and  the  tumult  of  the 
people. 

They  also  that  dwell  in  the  uttermost  parts  are  awed  by  thy  wonders ;  thou  makest 
the  outgoings  of  the  morning  and  evening  to  rejoice. 

Thou  visitest  the  earth,  and  waterest  it  ;  thou  greatly  enrichest  it  with  the  river  of 
God,  which  is  full  of  water  :  thou  preparest  corn  when  thou  hast  so  provided  for  it. 

Thou  waterest  the  ridge's  thereof  abundantly  :  thou  settlest  the  furrows  thereof : 
thou  makest  it  soft  with  showers  :   thou  blessest  the  springing  thereof. 

Thou  crownest  the  year  with  thy  goodness  ;  and  thy  paths  drop  fatness. 

They  drop  upon  the  pastures  of  the  wilderness  :  and  the  little  hills  rejoice  on  every 
side. 

The  pastures  are  clothed  with  flocks ;  the  valleys  also  are  covered  with  corn  :  they 
shout  for  joy  ;  they  also  sing. 

The  Lord  is  great,  and  greatly  to  be  praised  :  he  is  to  be  feared  above  all  gods. 

For  all  the  gods  of  the  nations  are  idols  :  but  the  Lord  made  the  heavens. 

Honor  and  majesty  are  before  him  ;  strength  and  beauty  are  in  his  sanctuarv. 

Give  unto  the  Lord,  0  ye  kindreds  of  the  people,  give  unto  the  Lord  glory  and 
strength. 

Give  unto  the  Lord  the  glory  due  unto  his  name  :  bring  an  offering,  and  come  into 
his  courts. 

0  worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  holiness  ;  fear  before  him,  all  the  earth. 

For  he  cometh,  for  he  conieth  to  judge  the  earth  ;  he  shall  judge  the  world  with 
righteousness,  and  the  people  with  his  truth. 

SELECTION  YI. 
Comfort  and  Joy  of  Worship. 

As  the  hart  panteth  after  the  water-brooks,  so  panteth  my  soul  after  thee,  0  God. 

My  soul  thirsteth  for  God,  for  the  living  God  :  when  shall  I  come  and  appear  before 
God? 

Why  art  thou  cast  down,  0  my  soul?  and  why  art  thou  disquieted  within  me  ?  hope 
thou  in  God  :  for  I  shall  yet  praise  him  ;  him,  my  deliverer  and  my  God. 

Deep  calleth  unto  deep  :  all  thy  waves  and  thy  billows  are  gone  over  me. 

Yet  the  Lord  will  command  his  loving-kindness  in  the  daytime,  and  in  the  nio-ht  his 
song  shall  be  with  me,  and  my  prayer  unto  the  God  of  my  life. 

Why  art  thou  cast  down,  0  my  soul  ?  and  why  art  thou  disquieted  within  me?  hope 
thou  in  God  :  for  I  shall  yet  praise  him  ;  him,  my  deliverer  and  my  God. 

0  send  forth  thy  light  and  thy  truth  :  let  them  guide  me  ;  let  them  bring  me  unto 
thy  holy  hill,  and  to  thy  tabernacle. 


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Then  will  I  go  unto  the  altar  of  God,  unto  God  my  exceeding  joy :  yea,  I  will  praise 
thee,  O  God. 

God  is  our  refuge  and  strength,  a  very  present  help  in  trouble. 

Therefore  we  will  not  fear,  though  the  earth  be  removed  and  though  the  mountains 
be  carried  into  the  midst  of  the  sea ; 

Though  the  waters  thereof  roar  and  be  troubled,  though  the  mountains  shake  with 
the  swelling  thereof. 

There  is  a  river  the  streams  whereof  shall  make  glad  the  city  of  God,  the  holy  dwell- 
ing place  of  the  Most  High. 

God  is  in  the  midst  of  her ;  she  shall  not  be  moved :  God  shall  help  her,  and  that  right 
early. 

The  Lord  of  hosts  is  with  us  ;  the  God  of  Jacob  is  our  refuge. 

"Be  still,  and  know  that  I  am  God :  I  will  be  exalted  among  the  nations,  I  will  be 
exalted  throughout  the  earth." 

The  Lord  of  hosts  is  with  us  ;  the  God  of  Jacob  is  our  refuge. 

SELECTION  VII. 
Adoration. 

I  will  extol  thee,  my  God,  0  King ;  and  I  will  bless  thy  name  for  ever  and  ever. 

Every  day  will  I  bless  thee  ;  and  I  will  praise  thy  name  for  ever  and  ever. 

Great  is  the  Lord,  and  greatly  to  be  praised  ;  and  his  greatness  is  unsearchable. 

One  generation  shall  praise  thy  works  to  another,  and  shall  declare  thy  mighty  acts. 

I  will  speak  of  the  glorious  honor  of  thy  majesty,  and  of  thy  wondrous  works. 

And  men  shall  speak  of  the  might  of  thy  terrible  acts  :  and  I  will  declare  thy  great- 
ness. 

They  shall  abundantly  utter  the  memory  of  thy  great  goodness,  and  shall  sing  of  thy 
righteousness. 

The  Lord  is  gracious,  and  full  of  compassion ;  slow  to  anger  and  of  great  mercy. 

The  Lord  is  good  to  all,  and  his  tender  mercies  are  over  all  his  works. 

All  thy  works  shall  praise  thee,  O  Lord ;  and  thy  saints  shall  bless  thee. 

They  shall  speak  of  the  glory  of  thy  kingdom,  and  talk  of  thy  power ; 

To  make  known  to  the  sons  of  men  thy  mighty  acts,  and  the  glorious  majesty  of  thy 
kingdom. 

Thy  kingdom  is  an  everlasting  kingdom,  and  thy  dominion  endure th  throughout  all 
generations. 

The  Lord  upholdeth  all  that  fall,  and  raiseth  up  all  those  that  be  bowed  down. 

The  eyes  of  all  wait  upon  thee  ;  and  thou  givest  them  their  meat  in  due  season. 

Thou  openest  thy  hand,  and  satisfiest  the  dosire  of  every  living  thing. 

The  Lord  is  righteous  in  all  his  ways,  and  holy  in  all  his  works. 

The  Lord  is  nigh  unto  all  them  that  call  upon  him,  to  all  that  call  upon  him  in  truth. 

He  will  fulfil  the  desire  of  them  that  fear  him:  he  also  will  hear  their  cry,  and  will 
save  them. 

My  mouth  shall  speak  the  praise  of  the  Lord  :  and  let  all  flesh  bless  his  holy  name 
for  ever  and  ever. 


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SELECTION    VIII. 
A  Morning  Prayer. 

Hearken  unto  the  voice  of  my  cry,  my  King  and  my  God  :  for  unto  thee  will  I  pray. 

My  voice  shalt  thou  hear  in  the  morning,  O  Lord;  in  the  morning  will  I  direct  my 
prayer  unto  thee,  and  will  look  up. 

For  thou  art  not  a  God  that  hath  pleasure  in  wickedness  :  neither  shall  evil  dwell 
with  thee. 

As  for  me,  I  will  come  into  thy  house  in  the  multitude  of  thy  mercy  :  and  in  thy  fear 
will  I  worship  toward  thy  holy  temple. 

Lead  me,  O  Lord,  in  thy  righteousness,  make  thy  way  straight  before  my  face. 

The  heavens  declare  the  glory  of  God,  and  the  firmament  showeth  his  handy-work. 

Day  unto  day  uttereth  speech,  and  night  unto  night  showeth  knowledge. 

There  is  no  sound  nor  language,  and  their  voice  is  not  heard. 

Yet  their  speech  is  gone  out  through  all  the  earth,  and  their  words  to  the  end  of  the 
world.     In  them  hath  he  set  a  tabernacle  for  the  sun, 

Which  is  as  a  bridegroom  coming  out  of  his  chamber,  and  rejoiceth  as  a  strong  man 
to  run  a  race. 

He  goeth  forth  from  one  end  of  the  heaven,  and  his  circuit  is  to  the  other  end  of  it : 
and  there  is  nothing  hid  from  the  heat  thereof. 

The  law  of  the  Lord  is  perfect,  converting  the  soul :  the  testimony  of  the  Lord  is  sure, 
making  wise  the  simple. 

The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  right,  rejoicing  the  heart :  the  commandment  of  the  Lord 
is  pure,  enlightening  the  eyes. 

The  fear  of  the  Lord  is  clean,  enduring  forever :  the  judgments  of  the  Lord  are  true 
and  righteous  altogether. 

More  to  be  desired  are  they  than  gold,  yea,  than  much  fine  gold  :  sweeter  also  than 
the  honey  and  the  honeycomb. 

Moreover  by  them  is  thy  servant  warned  :  and  in  keeping  of  them  there  is  great 
reward. 

Who  can  understand  his  errors  ?  cleanse  thou  me  from  secret  faults. 

Keep  back  thy  servant  also  from  presumptuous  sins  ;  let  them  not  have  dominion  over 
me :  then  shall  I  be  upright,  and  I  shall  be  innocent  from  the  great  transgression. 

Let  the  words  of  my  mouth  and  the  meditations  of  my  heart  be  acceptable  in  thy 
sight,  O  Lord,  my  strength  and  my  Redeemer. 

SELECTION   IX. 

The  Sovereignty  of  God. 

The  Lord  reigneth  ;  let  the  earth  rejoice  ;  let  the  multitude  of  isles  be  glad  thereof. 

Clouds  and  darkness  are  round  about  him  :  righteousness  and  judgment  are  the  habi- 
tation of  his  throne. 

The  heavens  declare  his  righteousness,  and  all  the  people  see  his  glory. 

Ye  that  love  the  Lord,  hate  evil :  he  preserveth  the  souls  of  his  saints ;  he  dclivereth 
them  out  of  the  hand  of  the  wicked. 


28  SELECTIONS    FROM    SCRIPTURE. 

Light  is  sown  for  the  righteous,  and  gladness  for  the  upright  in  heart. 

Rejoice  in  the  Lord,  ye  righteous ;  and  give  thanks  at  the  remembrance  of  his  holi- 
ness. 

By  the  word  of  the  Lord  were  the  heavens  made ;  and  all  the  host  of  them  by  the 
breath  of  his  mouth. 

He  gathereth  the  waters  of  the  sea  together  as  an  heap  :  he  layeth  up  the  depth  in 
storehouses. 

Let  all  the  earth  fear  the  Lord  ;  let  all  the  inhabitants  of  the  world  stand  in  awe  of 
him. 

For  he  spake  and  it  was  done  ;  he  commanded  and  it  stood  fast. 

The  Lord  bringeth  the  counsel  of  the  nations  to  nought  :  he  maketh  the  devices  of 
the  kingdoms  of  none  effect. 

The  counsel  of  the  Lord  standeth  forever: the  thoughts  of  his  heart  to  all  genera- 
tions. 

Blessed  is  the  nation  whose  God  is  the  Lord  ;  and  the  people  whom  he  hath  chosen 
for  his  own  inheritance. 

The  Lord  looketh  from  heaven  ;  he  beholdeth  all  the  sons  of  men. 

From  the  place  of  his  habitation  he  looketh  upon  all  the  inhabitants  of  the  earth. 

He  fashioneth  their  hearts  alike  ;  he  observeth  all  their  works. 

Behold  the  eye  of  the  Lord  is  upon  them  that  fear  him,  upon  them  that  hope  in  his 
mercy  ; 

To  deliver  their  soul  from  death,  and  to  keep  them  alive  in  famine. 

Our  soul  waiteth  on  the  Lord  :  he  is  our  help  and  our  shield. 

Let  thy  mercy,  O  Lord,  be  upon  us,  according  as  we  hope  in  thee. 


SELECTION  X. 
Penitence  and  Supplication. 

Have  mercy  upon  me,    O   God,  according  to  thy  loving  kindness :  according  to  the 
multitude  of  thy  tender  mercies,  blot  out  my  transgressions. 

Wash  me  thoroughly  from  mine  iniquity,  and  cleanse  me  from  my  sin. 

For  I  acknowledge  my  transgressions,  and  my  sin  is  ever  before  me. 

Against  thee,  thee  only,  have  I  sinned  and  done  this  evil  in  thy  sight ;  so  that  thou 
art  justified  when  thou  speakest,  and  upright  when  thou  judgest. 

Behold  thou  desirest  truth  in  the  inward  heart  :  teach  me,  therefore,  wisdom  in  my 
inmost  soul. 

Create  in  me  a  clean  heart,  0  God  ;  and  renew  a  right  spirit  within  me. 

Cast  me  not  away  from  thy  presence  ;  and  take  not  thy  holy  spirit  from  me. 

Restore  unto  me  the  joy  of  thy  salvation,  and  uphold  me  with  thy  free  spirit. 

Then  will  I  teach  transgressors  thy  ways  ;  and  sinners  shall  be  converted  unto  thee. 

0  Lord,  open  thou  my  lips,  and  my  mouth  shall  show  forth  thy  praise. 

For  thou  desirest  not  sacrifice  ;  else  would  I  give  it :  thou  delightest  not  in  burnt 
offering. 

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The  sacrifices  of  God  are  a  broken  spirit :  a  broken  and  contrite  heart,  0  God,  thou 
wilt  not  despise. 

Blessed  is  he  whose  transgression  is  forgiven,  whose  sin  is  covered. 

Blessed  is  the  man  unto  whom  the  Lord  imputeth  not  iniquity,  and  in  whose  spirit 
there  is  no  guile. 

Many  sorrows  shall  be  to  the  wicked  ;  but  he  that  trusteth  in  the  Lord,  mercy  shall 
compass  him  about. 


SELECTION  XL 
Devout   Supplication. 

Unto  thee,  0  Lord,  do  I  lift  up  my  soul. 

0  my  God,  I  trust  in  thee  :  let  me  not  be  ashamed. 

Let  none  that  wait  on  thee  be  ashamed  :  let  them  be  ashamed  that  transgress  without 
cause. 

Show  me  thy  ways,  0  Lord  ;  teach  me  thy  paths. 

Lead  me  in  thy  truth  and  teach  me  :  for  thou  art  the  God  of  my  salvation  ;  in  thee 
do  I  trust  all  the  day. 

Remember,  0  Lord,  thy  tender  mercies  and  thy  loving  kindnesses  ;  for  they  have 
been  ever  of  old. 

Remember  not  the  sins  of  my  youth,  nor  my  transgressions  ;  according  to  thy  mercy 
remember  thou  me,  for  thy  goodness'  sake,  0  Lord. 

Good  and  upright  is  the  Lord  :  therefore  will  he  teach  sinners  in  the  way. 

The  meek  will  he  guide  in  judgment :  and  the  meek  will  he  teach  his  way. 

All  the  paths  of  the  Lord  are  mercy  and  truth  unto  such  as  keep  his  covenant  and 
his  testimonies. 

For  thy  name's  sake,  O  Lord,  pardon  mine  iniquity  ;  for  it  is  great. 

Turn  thee  unto  me,  and  have  mercy  upon  me  ;  for  I  am  desolate  and  afflicted. 

Look  upon  mine  affliction  and  my  pain  ;  and  forgive  all  my  sins. 

If  thou,  Lord,  shouldst  mark  iniquities,  0  Lord,  who  shall  stand? 

But  there  is  forgiveness  with  thee,  that  thou  mayst  be  feared. 

1  wait  for  the  Lord,  my  soul  doth  wait,  and  in  his  word  do  I  hope. 

My  soul  waiteth  for  the  Lord  more  than  they  that  watch  for  the  moraine. 
Let  Israel  hope  in  the  Lord  :  for  with  the  Lord  there  is  mercy,  and  with  him  is  plen- 
teous redemption. 

SELECTION  XII. 

Prater   in  Affliction. 

Give  ear  to  my  prayer,  0  God  !  hide  not  thyself  from  my  supplication. 
In  the  day  when  I  cried  thou  answeredst  me,  and  strengthenedst  me  with  strength 
in  my  soul. 

My  heart  rrembleth  in  my  bosom  :  and  the  terrors  of  death  are  fallen  upon  me. 


30  SELECTIONS  FROM  SCRIPTURE. 

Though  I  walk  in  the  midst  of  trouble,  thou  wilt  revive  me  :  thou  shalt  stretch  forth 
thine  hand  against  the  wrath  of  mine  enemies,  and  thy  right  hand  shall  save  me. 

Evening,  and  morning,  and  at  noon,  will  I  pray,  and  cry  aloud  :  and  he  shall  hear 
my  voice. 

In  thee,  0  Lord,  do  I  put  my  trust  ;  let  me  never  be  put  to  shame. 

Be  thou  my  strong  habitation,  where  I  may  continually  resort  :  thou  hast  given 
commandment  to  save  me  ;  for  thou  art  my  rock  and  my  fortress. 

By  thee  have  I  been  holden  up  ever  since  I  was  born  ;  my  praise  shall  be  continually 
of  thee. 

Let  my  mouth  be  filled  with  thy  praise  and  with  thy  honor  all  the  day. 

Cast  me  not  off  in  the  time  of  old  age  ;  forsake  me  not  when  my  strength  faileth. 

0  God,  be  not  far  from  me  :   0  my  God,  make  haste  for  my  help. 
For  I  will  hope  continually,  and  will  yet  praise  thee  more  and  more. 

My  mouth  shall  show  forth  thy  righteousness  and  thy  salvation  all  the  day  ;  for  thy 
mercies  are  more  than  I  can  number. 

1  will  go  in  the  strength  of  the  Lord  God:  I  will  make  mention  of  thy  righteousness, 
even  of  thine  only. 

Cast  thy  burden  upon  the  Lord,  and  he  shall  sustain  thee  :  he  shall  never  suffer  those 
who  seek  him  to  fall. 


SELECTION    XIII. 

Prayer   in  Trouble. 

Hear  my  cry,  0  God ;  attend  unto  my  prayer. 

From  the  end  of  the  earth  I  cry  unto  thee,  for  my  heart  is  overwhelmed  :  lead  me  to 
the  rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 

For  thou  art  my  shelter,  and  a  strong  tower  from  the  enemy. 

I  will  abide  in  thy  tabernacle  forever  ;  I  will  trust  in  the  covert  of  thy  wings. 

Truly  my  soul  waiteth  upon  God  :  from  him  cometh  my  salvation. 

He  only  is  my  rock  and  my  salvation  ;  he  is  my  defence  ;  I  shall  not  be  greatly 
moved. 

Trust  in  him  at  all  times  ;  ye  people,  pour  out  your  heart  before  him  :  God  is  a  refuge 
for  us. 

Save  me,  0  God  ;  for  the  waters  are  come  in  unto  my  soul. 

I  will  offer  my  prayer  unto  thee,  O  Lord  :  O  God,  in  the  greatness  of  thy  mercy 
hear  me,  in  the  truth  of  thy  salvation. 

Let  not  the  water-flood  overflow  me,  neither  let  the  deep  swallow  me  up,  and  let  not 
the  grave  shut  her  mouth  upon  me. 

Hear  me,  O  Lord,  for  thy  loving  kindness  is  good  :  turn  unto  me  according  to  the 
multitude  of  thy  tender  mercies. 

And  hide  not  thy  face  from  thy  servant  ;  for  I  am  in  trouble  :  hear  me  speedily. 

Make  haste,  0  God,  to  deliver  me  ;  make  haste  to  help  me,  0  Lord. 

Let  all  those  that  seek  thee  rejoice  and  be  glad  in  thee  :  and  let  such  as  love  thy  sal- 
vation say  continually,  Let  God  be  magnified. 


SELECTIONS    FROM    SCRIPTURE.  31 


SELECTION  XIV. 
Human  Gbeatnxss  and   Fk.ut.ty. 

0  Lord, our  Lord,  how  excellent  is  thy  name  in   all  the  earth  !  whose  glory  reaches 
above  the  heaven. 

Out  of  the  mouths  of  babes  and  sucklings  hast  thou  ordained  strength  to  silence  thine 
enemies,  that  thou  mightest  still  the  enemy  and  the  avenger. 

When  I  consider  thy  heavens,  the  work  of  thy  fingers  ;  the  moon  and  the  stars  which 
thou  hast  ordained  ; 

What  is  man  that  thou  art  mindful  of  him  ?  and  the  son  of  man,   that   thou  visitest 
him  ? 

Yet  thou  hast  made  him  a  little  lower  than  the  angels,  and  hast    crowned  him  with 
glory  and  honor. 

Thou  hast  given  him  dominion  over  the  works  of  thy  hands  ;  thou  hast  put  all  things 
under  his  feet : 

All  sheep  and  oxen,  yea,  and  the  beasts  of  the  field  ; 

The  fowl  of  the  air,  and  the  fish  of  the  sea,  and  whatsoever  passeth  through  the  paths 
of  the  seas. 

0  Lord,  our  Lord,  how  excellent  is  thy  name  in  all  the  earth ! 

Lord,  what   is  man,   that  thou  art  mindful  of  him?  or  the  son  of  man,  that  thou 
makest  account  of  him  ? 

Man  is  like  a  vapor  :  his  days  are  as  a  shadow  that  passeth  away. 

Not  unto  us,  O  Lord,  not  unto  us,  but  unto   thy  name  give  glory,  for  thy  mercy  and 
for  thy  truth's  sake. 

The  heaven,  even  the  heaVens,  are  the  Lord's :  but  the  earth  hath  he  given  to  the 
children  of  men. 

The  dead  praise  not  the  Lord,  neither  any  that  go  down  into  silence. 

But  we  will  bless  the  Lord  from  this  time  forth  and  forevermore.     Praise  the  Lord. 

SELECTION  XV. 
Frailty  of  Human  Life. 

Hear  my  prayer,  0  Lord,  and  give  ear  unto  my  cry  ;  hold  not  thy  peace  at  my  tears  : 
for  1  am  a  stranger  with  thee  and  a  sojourner,  as  all  my  fathers  were. 

Make  me  to  know  mine  end,  and  the  measure  of  my  days,  what  it  is  ;  that  I  may 
know  how  frail  I  am. 

Behold  thou  hast  made  my  days  as  an  hand  breadth  ;  and  mine  age  is  as  nothing  be- 
fore thee  :  verily,  every  man  at  his  best  state,  is  altogether  vanity. 

Surely  every  man  walketh  in  a  vain  show  :  surely  he  disguiseth  himself  in  vain  :  he 
heapeth  up  riches,  and  knoweth  not  who  shall  gather  them. 

What  then,  0  Lord,  is  my  hope?  my  hope  is  even  in  thee. 

Deliver  me  from  all  unrighteousness  :  make  me  not  the  reproach  of  the  impious. 

When  thou  with  rebukes  dost  correct  man  for  iniquity,  thou   consumest  his  beauty 
like  a  moth  :  surely  every  man  is  vanity. 


32  SELECTIONS    FROM    SCRIPTURE. 

O  spare  me,  that  I  may  recover  strength,  before  I  go  hence  to  be  here  no  more. 

Lord,  thou  hast  been  our  refuge  in  all  generations. 

Before  the  mountains  were  brought  forth,  or  ever  thou  hadst  formed  the  earth  and  the 
world,  even  from  everlasting  to  everlasting,  thou  art  God. 

Thou  turnest  man  to  destruction  ;  and  sayest,  Return,  ye  children  of  men. 

For  a  thousand  years  in  thy  sight  are  but  as  yesterday,  when  it  is  past,  and  as  a  watch 
in  the  night. 

The  days  of  our  years  are  threescore  years  and  ten ;  and  if  by  reason  of  strength  they 
be  fourscore  years,  yet  is  their  strength  labor  and  sorrow  ;  for  it  is  soon  cut  off,  and  we 
fly  away. 

So  teach  us  to  number  our  days,  that  we  may  apply  our  hearts  unto  wisdom. 

Let  the  favor  of  the  Lord  our  God  be  upon  us  ;  and  establish  thou  the  work  of  thy 
hands  upon  us ;  yea,  the  work  of  our  hands  establish  thou  it. 

SELECTION  XVI. 

God's    Guardian    Care. 

Come,  ye  children,  hearken  unto  me :  I  will  teach  you  the  fear  of  the  Lord. 

Keep  thy  tongue  from  evil,  and  thy  lips  from  speaking  guile. 

Depart  from  evil  and  do  good ;  seek  peace  and  pursue  it. 

The  eyes  of  the  Lord  are  upon  the  righteous,  and  his  ears  are  open  unto  their  cry. 

The  face  of  the  Lord  is  against  them  that  do  evil,  to  cut  off  the  remembrance  of  them 
from  the  earth. 

The  Lord  is  nigh  unto  them  that  are  of  a  broken  heart :  and  saveth  such  as  be  of  a 
Contrite  spirit.  • 

Many  are  the  afflictions  of  the  righteous,  but  the  Lord  delivereth  him  out  of  them  all. 

The  Lord  redeemeth  the  souls  of  his  servants :  and  none  of  them  that  trust  in  him 
shall  be  desolate. 

0  taste  and  see  that  the  Lord  is  good :  blessed  is  the  man  that  trusteth  in  him. 
The  Lord  is  my  shepherd  ;  I  shall  not  want. 

He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in  green  pastures :  he  leadeth  me  beside  the  still  waters. 

He  restoreth  my  soul :  he  leadeth  me  in  the  paths  of  righteousness  for  his  name's  sake. 

Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley  of  the  shadow  of  death,  I  will  fear  no  evil :  for 
thou  art  with  me ;  thy  rod  and  thy  staff  they  comfort  me. 

Thou  preparest  a  table  before  me :  thou  anointest  my  head  with  oil  ;  my  cup  runneth 
over. 

Surely  goodness  and  mercy  shall  follow  me  all  the  days  of  my  life  :  and  I  will  dwell 
in  the  house  of  the  Lord  forever. 

SELECTION  XVII. 

Divine  Protection. 

1  will  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills,  whence  cometh  my  help. 
My  help  cometh  from  the  Lord,  which  made  heaven  and  earth. 


SELECTIONS  FROM  SCRIPTURE.  33 

He  will  not  suffer  thy  feet  to  be  moved  :  he  that  keepeth  thee  will  not  slumber. 

Behold,  he  .that  keepeth  Israel  shall  neither  slumber  nor  sleep. 

The  Lord  is  thy  keeper :  the  Lord  is  thy  shade  upon  thy  right  hand. 

The  sun  shall  not  smite  thee  by  day,  nor  the  moon  by  night. 

The  Lord  shall  preserve  thee  from  all  evil :  he  shall  preserve  thy  soul. 

The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy  going  out  and  thy  coming  in,  from  this  time  forth,  and 
forever  more. 

He  that  dwelleth  in  the  secret  place  of  the  Most  High  shall  abide  under  the  shadow  of 
the  Almighty. 

I  will  say  of  the  Lord,  He  is  my  refuge  and  my  fortress :  my  God  ;  in  him  will  I 
trust. 

He  shall  cover  thee  with  his  feathers,  and  under  his  wings  shalt  thou  trust :  his  truth 
shall  be  thy  shield  and  buckler. 

Thou  shalt  not  be  afraid  of  the  terror  of  the  night,  nor  for  the  arrow  that  flieth  by 
day; 

Nor  for  the  pestilence  that  walketh  in  darkness  ;  nor  for  the  destruction  that  wasteth 
at  noonday. 

A  thousand  shall  fall  by  thy  side,  and  ten  thousand  at  thy  right  hand  ;  but  it  shall  not 
come  nigh  thee. 

Because  thou  hast  made  the  Lord  thy  refuge,  and  the  Most  High  thy  habitation  ; 

There  shall  no  evil  thing  befall  thee,  neither  shall  any  plague  come  nigh  thy  dwelling. 

For  he  shall  give  his  angels  charge  concerning  thee,  to  keep  thee  in  all  thy  ways. 

They  shall  bear  thee  up  in  their  hands,  lest  thou  dash  thy  foot  against  a  stone. 

Because  he  hath  set  his  love  upon  me,  therefore  will  I  deliver  him :  I  will  set  him  on 
high  because  he  hath  known  my  name. 

He  shall  call  upon  me,  and  I  will  answer  him :  I  will  be  with  him,  and  honor  him. 

SELECTION  XVIIL 
For  a   National  Anniversary. 

O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord  ;  call  upon  his  name  :  make  known  his  deeds  among  the 
people. 

Sing  unto  him,  sing  psalms  unto  him :  talk  ye  of  all  his  wondrous  works. 

Glory  ye  in  his  holy  name :  let  the  heart  of  them  that  rejoice  seek  the  Lord. 

Seek  the  Lord  and  his  strength  :  seek  his  face  evermore. 

Remember  his  marvellous  works  that  he  hath  done  ;  his  wonders,  and  the  judgments 
of  his  mouth. 

When  our  fathers  were  but  a  few  in  number,  yea,  very  few,  and  strangers  in  the  land  • 

When  they  went  from  one  nation  to  another,  from  one  kingdom  to  another  people ; 

He  suffered  no  man  to  do  them  wrong  ;  yea,  he  reproved  kings  for  their  sakes  ; 

Saying,  Touch  not  mine  anointed,  and  do  my  prophets  no  harm. 

And  he  increased  his  people  greatly  ;  and  made  them  stronger  than  their  enemies. 

And  gave  them  the  lands  of  the  nations,  and  they  inherited  the  labor  of  the  people ; 

That  they  might  observe  his  statutes  and  keep  his  laws. 


34  SELECTIONS   FROM    SCRIPTURE. 

What  we  have  heard  and  known,  and  our  fathers  have  told  us 

We  will  not  hide  from  our  children,  showing  to  the  generation  to  come  the  praises  of 
the  Lord,  his  strength,  and  his  wonderful  works  that  he  hath  done. 

For  he  established  statutes,  and  appointed  a  law,  which  he  commanded  our  fathers 
to  make  known  to  their  children  : 

That  the  generation  to  come  might  know  them,  even  the  children  which  should  be 
born  :  who  should  declare  them  to  their  children  : 

That  they  might  set  their  hope  in  God,  and  not  forget  the  works  of  God,  but  keep  his 
commandments. 

SELECTION  XIX. 

Thanksgiving. 
O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord  ;  for  he  is  good  ;  for  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 
Who  remembered  us  in  our  low  estate  :  for  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 
And  hath  redeemed  us  from  our  enemies  :  for  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 

0  give  thanks  unto  the  God  of  heaven  :  for  his  mercy  endureth  forever. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord :  for  it  is  good  to  sing  praises  unto  our  God  ;  for  it  is  pleasant : 
and  praise  is  comely. 

He  healeth  the  broken  in  heart,  and  bindeth  up  their  wounds. 

Praise  the  Lord,  O  Jerusalem  ;  praise  thy  God,  0  Zion. 

For  he  hath  strengthened  the  bars  of  thy  gates  ;  he  hath  blessed  thy  children  within 
thee. 

He  maketh  peace  in  thy  borders,  and  filleth  thee  with  the  finest  of  the  wheat. 

He  sendeth  forth  his  commandment  upon  the  earth  :  his  word  runneth  very  swiftly. 

He  giveth  snow  like  wool :  he  scattereth  the  hoar-frost  like  ashes. 

He  casteth  forth  his  ice  like  morsels :  who  can  stand  before  his  cold  ? 

He  sendeth  out  his  word,  and  melteth  them  :  he  causeth  the  wind  to  blow,  and  the 
waters  flow. 

He  hath  not  dealt  so  with  any  nation :  and  as  for  his  judgments  they  have  not  known 
them.     Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

1  will  hear  what  God  the  Lord  will  speak  :  for  he  will  speak  peace  unto  his  people, 
and  to  his  servants  :  but  let  them  not  turn  again  to  folly. 

Surely  his  salvation  is  nigh  them  that  fear  him  ;  that  peace  may  dwell  in  our  land. 
Mercy  and  truth  are  met  together  ;  righteousness  and  peace  have  kissed  each  other. 
Truth  shall  spring  out  of  the  earth  ;  and  righteousness  shall  look  down  from  heaven. 
Yea,  the  Lord  shall  give  that  which  is  good  ;  and  our  land  shall  yield  her  increase. 
Righteousness  shall  go  before  him,  and  shall  keep  his  steps  in  the  way. 
0  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord  ;  for  he  is  good  ;  for  his  mercy  endureth  forever.  Amen. 

SELECTION  XX. 

Hope   in    the   Lord. 

All  the  ends  of  the  world  shall  remember  and  turn  unto  the  Lord,  and  all  the  kin- 
dred of  the  nations  shall  worship  before  thee  : 


SELECTIONS   FROM    SCRIPTURE.  85 

For  the  kingdom  is  the  Lord's,  and  he  is  the  Governor  among  the  nations. 

Send  forth  thy  light  and  thy  truth,  0  Lord  :  let  them  lead  us  to  thy  holy  hill,  and  to 
thy  tabernacle,  even  unto  God  our  exceeding  joy. 

Thou  wilt  show  us  the  path  of  life  ;  in  thy  presence  is  fulness  of  joy  :  at  thy  right 
hand  there  are  pleasures  for  evermore. 

Thy  mercy,  O  Lord,  is  in  the  heavens,  and  thy  faithfulness  is  above  the  clouds.  Thy 
righteousness  is  like  the  great  mountains  :  thy  judgments  are  a  great  deep. 

How  excellent  is  thy  loving  kindness,  0  God  !  Therefore  the  children  of  men  put 
their  trust  under  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

They  shall  be  abundantly  satisfied  with  the  blessing  of  thy  house  ;  and  thou  shalt 
make  them  to  drink  of  the  river  of  thy  pleasures. 

For  with  thee  is  the  fountain  of  life  :  in  thy  light  shall  we  see  light. 

Thy  mercy,  O  Lord,  endureth  forever,  and  thy  memorial  throughout  all  generations. 

We  will  bless  the  Lord  from  this  time  forth,  and  forevermore. 

Whom  have  we  in  heaven  but  thee  ?  and  there  is  none  upon  the  earth  that  we  desire 
beside  thee.  . 

Blessed  be  the  Lord  God,  who  only  doeth  wondrous  things. 

And  blessed  be  his  glorious  name  for  ever  :  and  let  the  whole  earth  be  filled  with  his 
glory.     Amen,  and  amen. 

SELECTION  XXI. 

The  Gospel  Prophesied. 

Behold,  I  will  send  my  messenger,  and  he  shall  prepare  the  way  before  me,  saith  the 
Lord  of  hosts  :  and  the  Lord,  whom  ye  seek,  shall  suddenly  come  to  his  temple. 

But  who  may  abide  the  day  of  his  coming  ?  and  who  shall  stand  when  he  appeareth  ? 

He  is  like  a  refiner's  fire  :  he  shall  purify  the  sons  of  Levi,  and  purge  them  as  gold 
and  silver,  that  they  may  offer  unto  the  Lord  an  offering  in  righteousness. 

The  voice  of  him  that  crieth  in  the  wilderness,  Prepare  ye  the  way  of  the  Lord,  make 
straight  in  the  desert  a  highway  for  our  God. 

Every  valley  shall  be  exalted,  and  every  mountain  and  hill  shall  be  made  low,  and  the 
crooked  shall  be  made  straight,  and  the  rough  places  plain  : 

And  the  glory  of  the  Lord  shall  be  revealed,  and  all  flesh  shall  see  it  together  :  For 
the  mouth  of  the  Lord  hath  spoken  it. 

The  voice  said,  Cry.     And  he  said,  What  shall  I  cry? 

All  flesh  is  grass,  and  all  the  goodliness  thereof  is  as  the  flower  of  the  field  : 

The  grass  withereth,  the  flower  fadeth,  because  the  wind  of  the  Lord  bloweth  upon 
it :  surely  the  people  is  grass. 

The  grass  withereth,  the  flower  fadeth,  but  the  word  of  our  God  shall  stand  forever. 

And  this  is  the  word  which  by  the  gospel  is  preached  unto  you. 

How  beautiful  upon  the  mountains  are  the  feet  of  him  that  bringeth  good  tidings, 
that  publisheth  peace  ;  that  bringeth  good  tidings  of  good,  that  publisheth  salvation  ; 
that  saith  unto  Zion,  Thy  God  reigneth. 

Thy  watchmen  shall  lift  up  the  voice ;  with  the  voice  together  shall  they  sing :  for 
they  shall  see  eye  to  eye  when  the  Lord  shall  bring  again  Zion. 


36  SELECTIONS  FROM  SCRIPTURE. 

The  Lord  hath  made  bare  his  holy  arm  in  the  eyes  of  all  the  nations  :  and  all  the 
ends  of  the  earth  shall  see  the  salvation  of  our  God. 


SELECTION  XXII. 

Advent  of  Christ. 

Now  when  Jesus  was  born  in  Bethlehem  of  Judea,  in  the  days  of  Herod  the  king, 
behold,  there  came  wise  men  from  the  east  to  Jerusalem, 

SayiDg,  where  is  he  that  is  born  king  of  the  Jews  ?  for  we  have  seen  his  star  in  the 
east,  and  are  come  to  worship  him. 

And  lo,  the  star  which  they  saw  in  the  east,  went  before  them,  till  it  came  and  stood 
over  where  the  young  child  was. 

When  they  saw  the  star,  they  rejoiced  with  exceeding  great  joy. 

And  when  they  were  come  into  the  house,  they  saw  the  young  child,  and  Mary  his 
mother,  and  fell  down  and  ^worshipped  him  : 

And  when  they  had  opened  their  treasures,  they  presented  unto  him  gifts,  gold,  and 
frankincense,  and  myrrh. 

And  there  were  in  the  same  country  shepherds  abiding  in  the  field,  keeping  watch 
over  their  flocks  by  night. 

And  lo,  the  angel  of  the  Lord  came  upon  them,  and  the  glory  of  the  Lord  shone 
round  about  them  :  and  they  were  sore  afraid. 

And  the  angel  said  unto  them,  Fear  not ;  for  behold  I  bring  you  good  tidings  of  great 
joy,  which  shall  be  to  all  people. 

For  unto  you  is  born  this  day,  in  the  city  of  David,  a  Saviour  which  is  Christ  the 
Lord. 

And  this  shall  be  a  sign  unto  you  :  ye  shall  find  the  babe  wrapped  in  swaddling 
clothes,  lying  in  a  manger. 

And  suddenly  there  was  with  the  angel  a  multitude  of  the  heavenly  host,  praising 
God  and  saying, 

Glory  to  God  in  the  highest,  and  on  earth  peace,  good  will  towards  men. 

And  behold  there  was  a  man  in  Jerusalem,  whose  name  was  Simeon  ;  and  the  same 
man  was  just  and  devout,  waiting  for  the  consolation  of  Israel  :  and  the  Holy  Ghost 
was  upon  him. 

And  it  was  revealed  unto  him  by  the  Holy  Ghost,  that  he  should  not  see  death  before 
he  had  seen  the  Lord's  Christ. 

And  he  came  by  the  Spirit  into  the  temple :  and  when  the  parents  brought  in  the 
child  to  do  for  him  after  the  custom  of  the  law  ; 

Then  took  he  him  up  in  his  arms,  and  blessed  God,  and  said, 

Lord,  now  lettest  thou  thy  servant  depart  in  peace,  according  to  thy  word  : 

For  mine  eyes  have  seen  thy  salvation ;  which  thou  hast  prepared  before  the  face  of 
all  people ; 

A  light  to  lighten  the  Gentiles,  and  the  glory  of  thy  people  Israel. 

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SELECTION  XXIII. 

The  Gospel  Dispensation. 

It  shall  come  to  pass  in  the  last  days,  that  the  mountain  of  the  Lord's  house  shall  be 
established  in  the  top  of  the  mountains,  and  shall  be  exalted  above  the  hills  : 

And  all  nations  shall  flow  unto  it. 

And  many  people  shall  go  and  say,  Come  ye,  and  let  us  go  up  to  the  mountain  of  the 
Lord,  to  the  house  of  the  God  of  Jacob  ; 

And  he  will  teach  us  of  his  ways,  and  we  will  walk  in  his  paths  : 

For  out  of  Zion  shall  go  forth  the  law,  and  the  word  of  the  Lord  from  Jerusalem. 

And  he  shall  judge  among  the  nations,  and  shall  rebuke  many  people  ;  and  they  shall 
beat  their  swords  into  ploughshares,  and  their  spears  into  pruning-hooks  : 

Nation  shall  not  lift  up  sword  against  nation,  neither  shall  they  learn  war  any  more. 

The  work  of  righteousness  shall  be  peace  ;  and  the  effect  of  righteousness,  quietness 
and  assurance  forever. 

And  the  Lord  shall  be  exalted  in  that  day. 

And  in  this  mountain  shall  the  Lord  of  hosts  make  unto  all  people  a  feast  of  fat 
things,  a  feast  of  wine  on  the  lees,  of  fat  things  full  of  marrow,  of  wines  on  the  lees 
well  refined. 

And  he  will  destroy  in  this  mountain  the  face  of  the  covering  cast  over  all  people, 
and  the  vail  that  is  spread  over  all  nations. 

He  will  swallow  up  death  in  victory  ;  and  the  Lord  God  will  wipe  away  tears  from 
off  all  faces. 

And  the  rebuke  of  his  people  shall  he  take  away  from  all  the  earth  :  for  the  Lord 
hath  spoken  it. 

SELECTION  XXIV. 

The   Gospel   Dispensation. 

The  wilderness  and  the  solitary  place  shall  be  glad  for  them,  and  the  desert  shall  re- 
joice and  blossom  as  the  rose. 

It  shall  blossom  abundantly,  and  rejoice  even  with  joy  and  singing. 

The  glory  of  Lebanon  shall  be  given  unto  it,  the  excellency  of  Carmel  and  Sharon  : 

These  shall  see  the  glory  of  the  Lord,  and  the  excellency  of  our  God. 

Strengthen  ye  the  weak  hands,  and  comfirm  the  feeble  knees  :  say  ye  to  the  faint- 
hearted, Be  strong,  and  fear  not. 

Behold,  your  God  will  come  with  vengeance,  even  God  with  a  recompense  :  he  will 
save  you. 

Then  the  eyes  of  the  blind  shall  be  opened,  and  the  ears  of  the  deaf  shall  be  un- 
stopped :  then  shall  the  lame  man  leap  as  an  hart,  and  the  tongue  of  the  dumb  sing. 

For  in  the  wilderness  shall  waters  break  out,  and  streams  in  the  desert. 

And  the  parched  ground  shall  become  a  pool,  and  the  thirsty  land  springs  of  water. 

In  the  habitation  of  dragons  shall  spring  forth  the  grass,  with  reeds  and  rushes. 

And  a  highway  shall  be  there  ;  and  it  shall  be  called  the  way  of  holiness. 


38  SELECTIONS  FROM  SCRIPTURE. 

The  unclean  shall  not  pass  over  it,  but  the  Lord  himself  shall  be  with  them,  walking 
in  the  way,  and  the  foolish  shall  not  err  therein. 

No  lion  shall  be  there,  nor  any  ravenous  beast ;  but  the  redeemed  shall  walk  there  : 

And  the  ransomed  of  the  Lord  shall  return  and  come  to  Zion  with  songs  and  ever- 
lasting joy  upon  their  heads : 

They  shall  obtain  joy  and  gladness,  and  sorrow  and  sighing  shall  flee  away. 

And  I  heard  a  great  voice  out  of  heaven,  saying,  Behold,  the  tabernacle  of  God  is 
with  men,  and  he  will  dwell  with  them,  and  they  shall  be  his  people,  and  God  himself 
shall  be  with  them,  and  be  their  God. 

And  God  shall  wipe  away  all  tears  from  their  eyes  : 

And  there  shall  be  no  more  death,  neither  sorrow  nor  crying,  neither  shall  there  be 
any  more  pain  : 

For  the  former  things  are  passed  away. 

And  he  that  sat  upon  the  throne  said,  Behold,  I  make  all  things  new. 

SELECTION  XXV. 

The  Resurrection. 

Now  is  Christ  risen  from  the  dead,  and  become  the  first  fruits  of  them  that  slept: 

For  since  by  man  came  death,  by  man  came  also  the  resurrection  of  the  dead. 

For  as  in  Adam  all  die,  even  so  in  Christ  shall  all  be  made  alive. 

But  every  man  in  his  own  order :  Christ  the  first  fruits,  afterward,  they  that  are 
Christ's  at  his  coming; 

Then  cometh  the  end,  when  he  shall  have  delivered  up  the  kingdom  to  God,  even 
the  Father:  when  he  shall  have  put  down  all  rule,  and  all  authority  and  power. 

For  he  must  reign  till  he  hath  put  all  things  under  his  feet. 

The  last  enemy,  death,  shall  be  destroyed. 

For  he  hath  put  all  things  under  his  feet.  But  when  he  saith  all  things  are  put  under 
him,  it  is  manifest  that  he  is  excepted  which  did  put  all  things  under  him. 

And  when  all  things  shall  be  subdued  unto  him,  then  shall  the  Son  also  himself  be 
subject  unto  him  that  put  all  things  under  him,  that  God  may  be  all  in  all. 

We  see  Jesus,  who  was  made  a  little  lower  than  the  angels,  for  the  suffering  of  death, 
crowned  with  glory  and  honor  ;  that  he,  by  the  grace  of  God,  should  taste  death  for 
every  man. 

For  the  love  of  Christ  constraineth  us ;  because  we  thus  judge,  that  if  one  died  for 
all,  then  were  all  dead  ; 

And  that  he  died  for  all,  that  they  which  live  should  not  henceforth  live  unto  them- 
selves, but  unto  him  who  died  for  them  and  rose  again. 

SELECTION  XXVI. 

The    Gospfl    Ministry. 

Jesus  showed  himself  alive  after  his  sufferings,  by  many  infallible  proofs,  being  seen  of 
his  disciples  forty  days,  and  speaking  of  the  things  pertaining  to  the  kingdom  of  God. 


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And  at  the  end  of  forty  days,  being  assembled  together  with  them  at  a  mountain  of 
Galilee,  he  said,  All  power  is  given  unto  me  in  heaven  and  in  earth. 

Go  ye,  therefore,  and  teach  all  nations,  baptizing  them  in  the  name  of  the  Father, 
and  of  the  Son,  and  of  the  Holy  Ghost; 

Teaching  them  to  observe  all  things  whatsoever  I  have  commanded  you  ;  and  lo,  I  am 
with  you  always,  even  unto  the  end  of  the  world. 

All  things  are  of  God,  who  hath  reconciled  us  to  himself  by  Jesus  Christ,  and  hath 
given  to  us  the  ministry  of  reconciliation  ; 

To  wit,  that  God  was  in  Christ  reconciling  the  world  unto  himself,  not  imputing  their 
trespasses  unto  them ;  and  hath  committed  unto  us  the  word  of  reconciliation. 

Now  then,  we  are  ambassadors  for  Christ,  as  though  God  did  beseech  you  by  us,  we 
pray  you  in  Christ's  stead,  be  ye  reconciled  to  God. 

Therefore,  seeing  we  have  this  ministry,  as  we  have  received  mercy,  we  faint  not. 

But  have  renounced  the  hidden  things  of  dishonesty,  not  walking  in  craftiness,  nor 
handling  the  word  of  God  deceitfully  ; 

But  by  manifestation  of  the  truth,  commending  ourselves  to  every  man's  conscience 
in  the  sight  of  God. 

But  if  our  gospel  be  hid,  it  is  hid  to  them  that  are  lost : 

In  whom  the  God  of  this  world  hath  blinded  the  minds  of  them  which  believe  not, 
lest  the  light  of  the  glorious  gospel  of  Christ,  who  is  the  image  of  God,  should  shine 
unto  them. 

For  we  preach  not  ourselves,  but  Christ  Jesus  the  Lord  ;  and  ourselves  your  servants 
for  Jesus'  sake. 

This  is  a  faithful  saying,  and  worthy  of  all  acceptation  ; 

For  therefore  we  both  labor  and  suffer  reproach,  because  we  trust  in  the  living  God 
who  is  the  Saviour  of  all  men,  specially  of  them  that  believe. 

These  things  command  and  teach. 


SELECTION  XXVII. 
Beatitudes. 

Blessed  is  the  man  whom  thou  choosest,  O  Lord,  and  causest  to  approach  unto  thee, 
that  he  may  dwell  in  thy  courts. 

Blessed  is  he  whose  transgression  is  forgiven,  whose  sin  is  pardoned. 

Blessed  is  the  man  unto  whom  the  Lord  imputeth  not  iniquity,  in  whose  spirit  there 
is  no  guile. 

Blessed  is  the  man  that  feareth  the  Lord,  that  delighteth  greatly  in  his  command- 
ments. 

Blessed  are  they  that  keep  his  testimonies,  and  that  seek  him  with  the  whole  heart. 

Blessed  is  the  man  that  maketh  the  Lord  his  trust,  and  respecteth  not  the  proud  nor 
the  deceitful. 

Blessed  is  he  that  considereth  the  poor  :  the  Lord  will  deliver  him  in  the  time  of  trouble. 

Blessed  is  the  man  whom  thou  chastenest,  O  Lord,  that  thou  mayest  teach  him  out 
of  thy  law,  and  give  him  patience  in  the  day  of  adversity. 


4:0  SELECTIONS    FROM    SCRIPTURE. 

Blessed  is  the  man  that  endureth  temptation,  for  when  he  is  tried  he  shall  receive  the 
crown  of  life  which  the  Lord  hath  promised  to  them  that  love  him. 

Blessed  are  the  poor  in  spirit  :  for  theirs  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven. 

Blessed  are  they  that  mourn  :  for  they  shall  be  comforted. 

Blessed  are  the  meek  :  for  they  shall  inherit  the  earth. 

Blessed  are  they  who  do  hunger  and  thirst  after  righteousness :  for  they  shall  be 
filled. 

Blessed  are  the  merciful  :  for  they  shall  obtain  mercy. 

Blessed  are  the  pure  in  heart :  for  they  shall  see  God. 

Blessed  are  the  peace-makers  :  for  they  shall  be  called  the  children  of  God. 

I  heard  a  voice  from  heaven  saying  unto  me,  Write  :  Blessed  are  the  dead  who  die 
in  the  Lord  from  henceforth  :  Yea,  saith  the  Spirit,  that  they  may  rest  from  their 
labors,  and  their  works  do  follow  them. 


SELECTION  XXVIII. 

The  Excellency  of  Wisdom. 

Doth  not  wisdom  cry  ?  and  understanding  put  forth  her  voice? 
She  standeth  in  the  top  of  high  places,  by  the  way  in  the  places  of  the  paths. 
She  crieth  at  the  gates,  at  the  entry  of  the  city,  at  the  coming  in  at  the  doors. 
Unto  you,  0  men,  I  call  ;  and  my  voice  is  unto  the  sons  of  man. 

0,  ye  simple,  understand  wisdom  :  and  ye  fools,  be  ye  of  an  understanding  heart. 
Hear  ;  for  I  will  speak  of  excellent  things  ;  and  the  opening  of  my  lips  shall  be  right 

things. 

For  my  mouth  shall  speak  truth  ;  and  wickedness  is  an  abomination  to  my  lips. 

All  the  words  of  my  mouth  are  in  righteousness  ;  there  is  nothing  froward  or  per- 
verse in  them. 

They  are  all  plain  to  him  that  understandeth,  and  right  to  them  that  find  knowl- 
edge. 

Receive  my  instruction  and  not  silver  ;  and  knowledge  rather  than  choice  gold. 

For  wisdom  is  better  than  rubies  ;  and  all  the  things  that  may  be  desired  are  not  to 
be  compared  to  it. 

1,  Wisdom,  dwell  with  prudence,  and  find  out  knowledge  of  witty  inventions. 

The  fear  of  the  Lord  is  to  hate  evil  :  pride  and  arrogance,  and  the  evil  way,  and  the 
froward  mouth,  do  I  hate. 

Counsel  is  mine,  and  sound  wisdom  :  I  am  understanding  ;  I  have  strength. 

By  me  kings  reign,  and  princes  decree  justice. 

By  me  princes  rule,  and  nobles,  even  all  the  judges  of  the  earth. 

I  love  them  that  love  me  ;  and  those  that  seek  me  early  shall  find  me. 

Riches  and  honor  are  with  me ;  yea,  durable  riches  and  righteousness. 

My  fruit  is  better  than  gold,  yea,  than  fine  gold  ;  and  my  revenue  than  choice  silver. 

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SELECTION  XXIX. 
The  Excellency  of  Wisdom. 

I  lead  in  the  way  of  righteousness,  in  the  midst  of  the  paths  of  judgment. 

That  I  may  cause  them  that  love  me  to  inherit  substance  ;  and  I  will  fill  their  treas- 
ures. 

The  Lord  possessed  me  in  the  beginning  of  his  way,  before  his  works  of  old. 

I  was  set  up  from  everlasting,  from  the  beginning,  or  ever  the  earth  was. 

When  there  were  no  depths,  I  was  brought  forth  ;  when  there  were  no  fountains 
abounding  with  water. 

Before  the  mountains  were  settled,  before  the  hills,  was  I  brought  forth  : 

While  as  yet  he  had  not  made  the  earth,  nor  the  fields,  nor  the  highest  part  of  the 
dust  of  the  world. 

When  he  prepared  the  heavens,  I  was  there  ;  when  he  set  a  compass  upon  the  face 
of  the  depth  : 

When  he  established  the  clouds  above  :  when  he  strengthened  the  fountains  of  the 
deep  : 

When  he  gave  to  the  sea  his  decree,  that  the  waters  should  not  pass  his  command- 
ment :  when  he  appointed  the  foundations  of  the  earth  : 

Then  I  was  by  him,  as  one  brought  up  with  him  :  and  I  was  daily  his  delight,  re- 
joicing always  before  him  ; 

Rejoicing  in  the  habitable  part  of  his  earth  ;  and  my  delights  were  with  the  sons  of 
men. 

Now,  therefore,  hearken  unto  me,  O  ye  children  :  for  blessed  are  they  that  keep  my 
ways. 

Hear  instruction,  and  be  wise,  and  refuse  it  not. 

Blessed  is  the  man  that  heareth  me,  watching  daily  at  my  gates,  waiting  at  the  posts 
of  my  doors. 

For  whoso  findeth  me  findeth  life,  aud  shall  obtain  favor  of  the  Lord. 

But  he  that  sinneth  against  me  wrongeth  his  own  soul  :  all  they  that  hate  me  love 
death. 

SELECTION  XXX. 

Promises  and  Benefits  of  Wisdom. 

My  son,  if  thou  wilt  receive  my  words,  and  hide  my  commandments  with  thee  ; 
So  that  thou  incline  thine  ear  unto  wisdom,  and  apply  thine  heart  to  understanding ; 
Yea,  if  thou  criest  after  knowledge,  and  liftest  up  thy  voice  for  understanding  ; 
If  thou  seekest  her  as  silver,  and  searchest  for  her  as  for  hid  treasures  : 
Then  shalt  thou  understand  the  fear  of  the  Lord,  and  find  the  knowledge  of  God. 
For  the  Lord  giveth  wisdom  :  out  of  his  mouth  cometh  wisdom  and  understanding. 
He  layeth  up  sound  wisdom  for  the  righteous  :  he  is  a  buckler  to  them  that  walk 
uprightly. 

Happy  is  the  man  that  findeth  wisdom,  and  the  man  that  getteth  understanding. 


42  SELECTIONS  FROM  SCRIPTURE. 

For  the  merchandise  of  it  is  better  than  the  merchandise  of  silver,  and  the  gain  there- 
of than  fine  gold. 

She  is  more  precious  than  rubies  :  and  all  the  things  thou  canst  desire  are  not  to  be 
compared  unto  her. 

Length  of  days  is  in  her  right  hand,  and  in  her  left  hand  riches  and  honor. 

Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness,  and  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

She  is  a  tree  of  life  to  them  that  lay  hold  upon  her :  and  happy  is  every  one  that 
retaineth  her. 

Wisdom  crieth  without ;  she  utteroth  her  voice  in  the  streets  : 

She  crieth  in  the  chief  place  of  concourse,  in  the  openings  of  the  gates  :  in  the  city 
she  uttereth  her  words,  saying, 

How  long  ye  simple  ones  will  ye  love  simplicity  ?  and  the  scorners  delight  in  their 
scorning,  and  fools  hate  knowledge? 

Turn  you  at  my  reproof:  behold,  I  will  pour  out  my  spirit  upon  you,  I  will  make 
known  my  words  unto  you. 

Because  I  have  called,  and  ye  refused  ;  I  have  stretched  out  my  hand,  and  no  man 
regarded  ; 

But  yc  have  set  at  nought  all  my  counsel,  and  would  none  of  my  reproof: 

I  also  will  laugh  at  your  calamity  ;  I  will  mock  when  your  fear  cometh  ; 

When  your  fear  cometh  as  desolation,  and  your  destruction  cometh  as  a  whirlwind  ; 
when  distress  and  anguish  cometh  upon  you. 

Then  shall  they  call  upon  me,  but  I  will  not  answer  ;  they  shall  seek  me  early,  but 
they  shall  not  find  me  : 

For  that  they  hated  knowledge,  and  did  not  choose  the  fear  of  the  Lord : 

They  would  none  of  my  counsel :  they  despised  all  my  reproof. 

Therefore  shall  they  eat  of  the  fruit  of  their  own  way,  and  be  filled  with  their  own 
devices. 

But  whoso  hearkeneth  unto  me  shall  dwell  safely,  and  shall  be  quiet  from  fear  of  evil. 


SELECTION  XXXI. 

Teachings    of    Wisdom. 

Hear,  ye  children,  the  instruction  of  a  father,  and  attend  to  know  understanding. 

For  I  give  you  good  doctrine,  forsake  ye  not  my  law. 

Get  wisdom,  get  understanding :  forget  it  not ;  neither  decline  from  the  words  of  my 
mouth. 

Forsake  her  not,  and  she  shall  preserve  thee  :  love  her,  and  she  shall  keep  thee. 

Wisdom  is  the  principal  thing  ;  therefore  get  wisdom :  and  with  all  thy  getting,  get 
understanding. 

Exalt  her,  and  she  shall  promote  thee  :  she  shall  bring  thee  to  honor  when  thou  dost 
embrace  her. 

She  shall  give  to  thine  head  an  ornament  of  grace :  a  crown  of  glory  shall  she  deliver 
to  thee. 

Take  fast  hold  of  instruction  ;  let  her  not  go  :  keep  her,  for  she  is  thy  life. 


SELECTIONS  FROM  SCRIPTURE.  43 

Enter  not  into  the  path  of  the  wicked,  and  go  not  in  the  way  of  evil  men. 

Avoid  it,  pass  not  by  it,  turn  from  it  and  pass  away. 

For  they  sleep  not,  except  they  have  done  mischief;  and  their  sleep  is  taken  away, 
unless  they  cause  some  to  fall. 

For  they  eat  the  bread  of  wickedness,  and  drink  the  wine  of  violence. 

But  the  path  of  the  just  is  as  the  shining  light,  that  shineth  more  and  more  unto  the 
perfect  day. 

My  son,  attend  to  my  words  ;  incline  thine  ear  unto  my  sayings. 

Let  them  not  depart  from  thine  eyes  ;  keep  them  in  the  midst  of  thine  heart. 

For  they  are  life  unto  them  that  find  them,  and  health  to  all  their  flesh. 

Keep  thy  heart  with  all  diligence  ;  for  out  of  it  are  the  issues  of  life. 

Put  away  from  thee  a  froward  mouth,  and  perverse  lips  put  far  from  thee. 

Let  thine  eyes  look  right  on,  and  let  thine  eye-lids  look  straight  before  thee. 

Ponder  the  path  of  thy  feet,  and  let  all  thy  ways  be  established. 

Turn  not  to  the  right  hand  nor  to  the  left :  remove  thy  feet  from  evil. 

SELECTION  XXXII. 
Maxims  of  Wisdom. 

A  false  balance  is  abomination  unto  the  Lord :  but  a  just  weight  is  his  delight. 

"When  pride  cometh,  then  cometh  shame  :  but  with  the  lowly  is  wisdom. 

The  integrity  of  the  upright  shall  guide  them  :  but  the  perverseness  of  transgressors 
shall  destroy  them. 

Riches  profit  not  in  the  day  of  wrath  ;  but  righteousness  delivereth  from  death. 

The  righteousness  of  the  perfect  shall  direct  his  way  :  but  the  wicked  shall  fall  by  his 
own  wickedness. 

An  hypocrite  with  his  mouth  destroyeth  his  neighbor  :  but  through  knowledge  shall  the 
just  be  delivered. 

"When  it  goeth  well  with  the  righteous,  the  city  rejoiceth :  and  when  the  wicked  perish 
there  is  shouting. 

By  the  blessing  of  the  upright  the  city  is  exalted,  but  it  is  overthrown  by  the  mouth 
of  the  wicked. 

"Where  no  counsel  is,  the  people  fall :  but  in  the  multitude  of  counsellors  there  is 
safety. 

The  merciful  man  doeth  good  to  his  own  soul :  but  he  that  is  cruel  troubleth  his  own 
flesh. 

The  wicked  worketh  a  deceitful  work ;  but  to  him  that  soweth  righteousness  shall  be 
a  sure  reward. 

As  righteousness  tendeth  to  life,  so  he  that  pursueth  evil,  pursueth  it  to  his  own  death. 

Though  hand  join  in  hand,  the  wicked  shall  not  be  unpunished  :  but  the  seed  of  the 
righteous  shall  be  delivered. 

There  is  that  scattereth  and  yet  increaseth  ;  and  there  is  that  withholdeth  more  than 
is  meet,  but  it  tendeth  to  poverty. 

The  liberal  soul  shall  be  made  fat :  and  he  that  watereth  shall  be  watered  also  him- 
self. 


44  SELECTIONS  FROM  SCRIPTURE. 

He  that  diligently  seeketh  good  procureth  favor :  but  he  that  seeketh  mischief,  it  shall 
come  to  him. 

He  that  trusteth  in  his  riches  shall  fall :  but  the  righteous  shall  flourish  as  a  branch. 

The  fruit  of  the  righteous  is  a  tree  of  life ;  and  he  that  winneth  souls  is  wise. 

Behold,  the  righteous  shall  be  recompensed  in  the  earth  :  much  more  the  wicked  and 
the  sinner. 


SELECTION  XXXIII. 

The  Christian  Life. 

I  beseech  you,  therefore,  brethren,  by  the  mercies  of  God,  that  ye  present  your  bodies 
a  living  sacrifice,  holy,  acceptable  unto  God,  which  is  your  reasonable  service. 

And  be  not  conformed  to  this  world :  but  be  ye  transformed  by  the  renewing  of  your 
mind,  that  ye  may  prove  what  is  that  good  and  acceptable  and  perfect  will  of  God. 

For  as  we  have  many  members  in  one  body,  and  all  members  have  not  the  same 
office  ;  so  we,  being  many,  are  one  body  in  Christ,  and  every  one  members  one  of  an- 
other. 

Having  then  gifts  differing  according  to  the  grace  that  is  given  to  us,  whether 
prophecy,  let  us  prophesy  according  to  the  proportion  of  faith  ;  or  ministry,  let  us  wait 
on  our  ministering : 

Or  he  that  teacheth,  on  teaching ;  or  he  that  exhorteth,  on  exhortation  :  he  that  giv- 
eth,  let  him  do  it  with  simplicity ;  he  that  ruleth,  with  diligence  ;  he  that  showeth  mercy, 
with  cheerfulness. 

Let  love  be  without  dissimulation.  Abhor  that  which  is  evil ;  cleave  to  that  which  is 
good. 

Be  kindly  affectioned  one  to  another  with  brotherly  love,  in  honor  preferring  one 
another ; 

Not  slothful  in  business ;  fervent  in  spirit ;  serving  the  Lord  ;  rejoicing  in  hope  ;  pa- 
tient in  tribulation ;  continuing  instant  in  prayer  ;  distributing  to  the  necessity  of  saints  ; 
given  to  hospitality. 

Bless  them  which  persecute  you  :  bless  and  curse  not. 

Kejoice  with  them  that  do  rejoice,  and  weep  with  them  that  weep.  Be  of  the  same 
mind  one  towards  another. 

Mind  not  high  things,  but  condescend  to  men  of  low  estate.  Be  not  wise  in  your  own 
conceits.  Recompense  to  no  man  evil  for  evil.  Provide  things  honest  in  the  sight  of 
all  men. 

If  it  be  possible,  as  much  as  lieth  in  you,  live  peaceably  with  all  men. 

Dearly  beloved,  avenge  not  yourselves,  but  rather  give  place  unto  wrath  :  for  it  is 
written,  Vengeance  is  mine ;  I  will  repay,  saith  the  Lord. 

Therefore,  if  thine  enemy  hunger,  feed  him ;  if  he  thirst,  give  him  drink :  for  in  so 
doing  thou  shalt  heap  coals  of  fire  on  his  head. 

Be  not  overcome  of  evil,  but  overcome  evil  with  good. 


SELECTIONS   FROM    SCRIPTURE.  45 


SELECTION  XXXIV. 

Christian  Charity. 

Though  I  speak  with  the  tongues  of  men  and  of  angels,  and  have  not  charity,  I  am 
become  as  sounding  brass  or  a  tinkling  cymbal. 

And  though  I  have  the  gift  of  prophecy,  and  understand  all  mysteries  and  all  knowl- 
edge ;  and  though  I  bestow  all  my  goods  to  feed  the  poor,  and  though  I  give  my  body 
to  be  burned,  and  have  not  charity,  it  profiteth  me  nothing. 

Charity  suffereth  long,  and  is  kind  ;  charity  envieth  not ;  charity  vaunteth  not  itself, 
is  not  puffed  up,  doth  not  behave  itself  unseemly,  seeketh  not  her  own,  is  not  easily 
provoked,  thinketh  no  evil  ; 

Rejoiceth  not  in  iniquity,  but  rejoiceth  in  the  truth  ;  beareth  all  things,  believeth  all 
things,  hopeth  all  things,  endureth  all  things. 

Charity  never  faileth :  but  whether  there  be  prophecies,  they  shall  fail  ;  whether 
there  be  tongues,  they  shall  cease  ;  whether  there  be  knowledge,  it  shall  vanish  away. 

For  we  know  in  part,  and  we  prophecy  in  part, 

But  when  that  which  is  perfect  is  come,  then  that  which  is  in  part  shall  be  done  away. 

When  I  was  a  child,  I  spake  as  a  child,  I  understood  as  a  child,  I  thought  as  a  child; 
but  when  I  became  a  man,  I  put  away  childish  things. 

For  now  we  see  through  a  glass  darkly  ;  but  then  face  to  face  :  now  I  know  in  part ; 
but  then  shall  I  know  even  also  as  I  am  known. 

And  now  abide th  faith,  hope,  charity,  these  three  :  but  the  greatest  of  these  is  charity. 


SELECTION  XXXV. 

Precepts  and  Exhortations. 

Godliness  with  contentment  is  great  gain.  For  we  brought  nothing  into  this  world, 
and  it  is  certain  we  can  carry  nothing  out.  And  having  food  and  raiment,  let  us  be 
therewith  content. 

Follow  after  righteousness,  godliness,  faith,  love,  patience,  meekness. 

Fight  the  good  fight  of  faith,  lay  hold  on  eternal  life,  whereunto  thou  art  also  called, 
and  hast  professed  a  good  profession  before  many  witnesses. 

If  any  of  you  lack  wisdom,  let  him  ask  of  God,  that  giveth  to  all  men  liberally,  and 
upbraideth  not ;  and  it  shall  be  given  him. 

But  let  him  ask  in  faith,  nothing  wavering.  For  he  that  wavereth,  is  like  a  wave  of 
the  sea,  driven  of  the  wind  and  tossed. 

Be  ye  doers  of  the  word,  and  not  hearers  only,  deceiving  your  own  selves. 

For  if  any  be  a  hearer  of  the  word  and  not  a  doer,  he  is  like  unto  a  man  beholding 
his  natural  face  in  a  glass :  for  he  beholdeth  himself,  and  goeth  his  way,  and  straight- 
way forgetteth  what  manner  of  man  he  was. 

But  whoso  looketh  into  the  perfect  law  of  liberty,  and  continueth  therein,  he  being 
not  a  forgetful  hearer,  but  a  doer  of  the  work,  this  man  shall  be  blessed  in  his  deed. 


46  SELECTIONS    FROM    SCRIPTURE. 

If  any  man  among  you  seem  to  be  religious,  and  bridleth  not  his  tongue,  but  deceiv- 
eth  his  own  heart,  this  man's  religion  is  vain. 

Pure  religion  and  undefiled  before  God  and  the  Father  is  this,  to  visit  the  fatherless 
and  widows  in  their  affliction,  and  to  keep  himself  unspotted  from  the  world. 

What  doth  it  profit,  though  a  man  may  say  he  hath  faith,  and  have  not  works?  Can 
faith  save  him? 

If  a  brother  or  sister  be  naked,  and  destitute  of  daily  food,  and  one  of  you  say  to 
them,  Depart  in  peace,  bo  you  warmed  and  filled  ;  notwithstanding  ye  give  them  not 
those  things  which  are  needful  to  the  body  ;  what  doth  it  profit? 

Even  so  faith,  if  it  hath  not  works,  is  dead,  being  alone. 

Yea,  a  man  may  say,  Thou  hast  faith,  and  I  have  works  :  show  me  thy  faith  with- 
out thy  works,  and  I  will  show  thee  my  faith  by  my  works. 

For  as  the  body  without  the  spirit  is  dead,  bo  faith  without  works  is  dead  also. 

SELECTION  XXXVI. 

The    Christian    Calling. 

Wherefore  seeing  we  also  are  compassed  about  with  so  great  a  cloud  of  witnesses,  let 
us  lay  aside  every  weight,  and  the  sin  which  doth  so  easily  beset  us,  and  let  us  run  with 
patience  the  race  that  is  set  before*  us  ; 

Looking  unto  Jesus,  the  author  and  finisher  of  our  faith,  who  for  the  joy  set  before 
him,  endured  the  cross,  despising  the  shame,  and  is  set  down  at  the  right  hand  of  the 
throne  of  God. 

Follow  peace  with  all  men,  and  holiness,  without  which  no  man  shall  see  the  Lord  : 

Looking  diligently,  lest  any  man  fail  of  the  grace  of  God  : 

For  ye  are  not  come  unto  the  mount  that  might  be  touched,  and  that  burned  with 
fire,  nor  unto  blackness,  and  darkness,  and  tempest, 

And  the  sound  of  a  trumpet,  and  the  voice  of  words,  which  voice  they  that  heard, 
entreated  that  the  word  should  not  be  spoken  unto  them  any  more  : 

But  ye  are  come  unto  mount  Sion,  and  unto  the  city  of  the  living  God,  the  heavenly 
Jerusalem,  and  to  an  innumerable  company  of  angels, 

To  the  general  assembly  and  church  of  the  first-born,  which  are  written  in  heaven, 
and  to  God  the  Judge  of  all,  and  to  the  spirits  of  just  men  made  perfect, 

And  to  Jesus,  the  Mediator  of  the  new  covenant,  and  to  the  blood  of  sprinkling  that 
speaketh  better  things  than  that  of  Abel. 

See  that  ye  refuse  not  him  that  speaketh  ;  for  if  they  escaped  not  who  refused  him 
that  spake  on  earth,  much  more  shall  not  we  escape,  if  we  turn  away  from  him  that 
speaketh  from  heaven ; 

Whose  voice  then  shook  the  earth  :  but  now  he  hath  promised,  saying,  Yet  once 
more  I  shake  not  the  earth  only,  but  also  heaven. 

And  this  word,  Yet  once  more,  signifieth  the  removing  of  those  things  that  are  shaken, 
as  of  things  that  are  made,  that  those  things  which  cannot  be  shaken  may  remain. 

Wherefore,  we  receiving  a  kingdom  that  cannot  be  moved,  let  us  have  grace,  whereby 
we  may  serve  God  acceptably  with  reverence  and  godly  fear. 

For  our  God  is  a  consuming  fire. 


SELECTIONS   FROM    SCRIPTURE.  47 

SELECTION  XXXVII. 

Christian  Faith  and  Love. 

If  any  man  sin,  we  have  an  advocate  with  the  Father,  Jesus  Christ,  the  righteous  : 

And  he  is  the  propitiation  for  our  sins  ;  and  not  for  ours  only,  but  also  for  the  sins 
of  the  whole  world. 

And  hereby  we  do  know  that  we  know  him,  if  we  keep  his  commandments. 

He  that  saith,  I  know  him,  and  keepeth  not  his  commandments,  is  a  liar,  and  the 
truth  is  not  in  him. 

He  that  saith,  he  abideth  in  him,  ought  himself  also  to  walk  even  as  he  walked. 

He  that  saith  he  is  in  the  light,  and  hateth  his  brother,  is  in  darkness  even  until  now. 

He  that  loveth  his  brother  abideth  in  the  light,  and  there  is  no  occasion  of  stumbling 
in  him  : 

But  he  that  hateth  his  brother  is  in  darkness,  and  walketh  in  darkness,  and  knoweth 
not  whither  he  goeth,  because  that  darkness  hath  blinded  his  eyes. 

Love  not  the  world,  neither  the  things  that  are  in  the  world.  If  any  man  love  the 
world,  the  love  of  the  Father  is  not  in  him. 

•The  world  passeth  away,  and  the  lust  thereof:  but  he  that  doeth  the  will  of  God 
abideth  forever. 

Little  children,  let  no  man  deceive  you  ;  he  that  doeth  righteousness  is  righteous  even 
as  he  is  righteous  : 

He  that  committeth  sin  is  of  the  devil ;  for  the  devil  sinneth  from  the  beginning. 

For  this  purpose  the  Son  of  God  was  manifested,  that  he  might  destroy  the  works  of 
the  devil. 

Whosoever  is  born  of  God  doth  not  commit  sin  ;  for  his  seed  remaineth  in  him  ;  and 
he  cannot  sin,  because  he  is  born  of  God. 

In  this  the  children  of  God  are  manifest,  and  the  children  of  the  devil  :  whosoever 
doeth  not  righteousness  is  not  of  God,  neither  he  that  loveth  not  his  brother. 

For  this  is  the  message  from  the  beginning,  that  we  should  love  one  another. 

Not  as  Cain,  who  was  of  that  wicked  one,  and  slew  his  brother.  And  wherefore 
slew  he  him?     Because  his  own  works  were  evil,  and  his  brother's  righteous. 

We  know  that  we  have  passed  from  death  unto  life,  because  we  love  the  brethren. 
He  that  loveth  not  his  brother  abideth  in  death. 

Whoso  hateth  his  brother  is  a  murderer  :  and  ye  know  that  no  murderer  hath  eternal 
life  abiding  in  him. 

SELECTION  XXXVIII. 
Christian   Faith   and   Love. 
Let  us  not  love  in  word,  neither  in  tongue,  but  in  deed  and  in  truth. 
And  hereby  we  know  that  we  are  of  the  truth  and  shall  assure  our  hearts  before  him. 
For  if  our  heart  condemn  us,  God  is  greater  than  our  heart,  and  knoweth  all  things. 
Beloved,  if  our  heart  condemn  us  not,  then  have  we  confidence  toward  God. 
And  whatsoever  we  ask  we  receive  of  him,  because  we  keep  his  commandments  and 
do  those  things  that  are  pleasing  in  his  sight. 


48  SELECTIONS    FROM    SCRIPTURE. 

And  this  is  his  commandment,  That  we  should  believe  on  the  name  of  his  Son  Jesus 
Christ,  and  love  one  another,  as  he  gave  us  commandment. 

And  he  that  keepeth  his  commandments  dwelleth  in  him,  and  he  in  him  :  and  hereby 
we  know  that  he  abideth  in  us,  by  the  spirit  which  he  hath  given  us. 

Beloved,  believe  not  every  spirit,  but  try  the  spirits,  whether  they  are  of  God  ;  be- 
cause many  false  prophets  are  gone  out  into  the  world. 

Hereby  know  ye  the  spirit  of  God :  Every  spirit  that  confesseth  that  Jesus  Christ 
is  come  in  the  flesh,  is  of  God : 

And  every  spirit  that  confesseth  not  that  Jesus  Christ  is  come  in  the  flesh,  is  not  of 
God  :  and  this  is  that  spirit  of  anti-Christ,  whereof  ye  have  heard  that  it  should  come, 
and  even  now  already  is  it  in  the  world. 

"We  are  of  God :  he  that  knoweth  God,  heareth  us ;  he  that  is  not  of  God,  heareth 
not  us.     Hereby  know  we  the  spirit  of  truth  and  the  spirit  of  error. 

Beloved,  let  us  love  one  another  :  for  love  is  of  God ;  and  every  one  that  loveth,  is 
born  of  God  and  knoweth  God. 

He  that  loveth  not,  knoweth  not  God  ;  for  God  is  love. 

In  this  was  manifested  the  love  of  God  toward  us,  because  that  God  sent  his  only 
begotten  Son  into  the  world,  that  we  might  live  through  him. 

SELECTION  XXXIX. 
Christian    Faith    and   Love. 

Herein  is  love,  not  that  we  loved  God,  but  that  he  loved  us,  and  sent  his  Son  to  be 
the  propitiation  for  our  sins. 

Beloved,  if  God  so  loved  us,  we  ought  also  to  love  one  another. 

No  man  hath  seen  God  at  any  time.  If  we  love  one  another,  God  dwelleth  in  us, 
and  his  love  is  perfected  in  us. 

Hereby  know  we  that  we  dwell  in  him,  and  he  in  us,  because  he  hath  given  us  of  his 
Spirit. 

And  we  have  seen  and  do  testify,  that  the  Father  sent  the  Son  to  be  the  Saviour  of 
the  world. 

And  we  have  known  and  believed  the  love  that  God  hath  to  us.  God  is  love,  and  he 
that  dwelleth  in  love,  dwelleth  in  God,  and  God  in  him. 

Herein  is  our  love  made  perfect,  that  we  may  have  boldness  in  the  day  of  judgment ; 
because  as  he  is,  so  are  we  in  this  world. 

There  is  no  fear  in  love  :  but  perfect  love  casteth  out  fear :  because  fear  hath  torment. 
He  that  feareth  is  not  made  perfect  in  love. 

We  love  him  because  he  first  loved  us. 

If  a  man  say,  I  love  God\,  and  hateth  his  brother,  he  is  a  liar  ;  for  he  that  loveth  not 
his  brother  whom  he  hath  seen,  how  can  he  love  God  whom  he  hath  not  seen? 

And  this  commandment  have  we  from  him,  That  he  who  loveth  God,  love  his  brother 
also. 

By  this  we  know  that  we  love  the  children  of  God,  when  wo  love  God  and  keep  his 
commandments. 

For  this  is  the  love  of  God,  that  we  keep  his  commandments  :  and  his  commandments 
are  not  grievous. 

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SELECTIONS  FROM  SCRIPTURE.  49 

For  whatsoever  is  born  of  God  overcometh  the  world  ;  and  this  is  the  victory  that 
overcometh  the  world,  even  our  faith. 

SELECTION  XL. 
Funeral  Service. 

Man  goeth  to  his  long  home,  and  the  mourners  go  about  the  streets. 

Verily  man  walketh  in  a  vain  show,  and  at  his  best  6tate  is  altogether  vanity. 

He  cometh  forth  as  a  flower,  and  is  cut  down  :  he  ileeth  also  as  a  shadow,  and  con- 
tinueth  not. 

As  grass  springeth  up  in  the  morning,  so  man  in  the  morning  flourisheth  and  groweth 
up  :     In  the  evening,  he  is  cut  down,  and  withcreth. 

The  days  of  our  years  are  threescore  years  and  ten,  and  if  by  reason  of  strength  they 
be  fourscore  years,  yet  is  their  strength  labor  and  sorrow.  It  vanisheth  soon, — and  we 
pass  away. — For  what  is  our  life  ? 

It  is  even  as  a  vapor,  which  appeareth  for  a  little  while,  and  then  vanisheth  away. 

If  man  die,  shall  he  live  again  ? 

Blessed  be  the  God  and  Father  of  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ,  who,  according  to  his  abun- 
dant mercy,  hath  begotten  us  again  into  a  living  hope  by  the  resurrection  of  Jesus 
Christ  from  the  dead,  to  an  inheritance  incorruptible  and  undefined,  and  that  fadeth 
not  away. 

Ye  believe  in  God,  saith  Jesus,  the  Redeemer,  believe  also  in  me.  In  my  Father's 
house  are  many  mansions  :  if  it  were  not  so  I  would  have  told  you.  I  go  to  prepare  a 
place  for  you. 

I  am  the  resurrection  and  the  life  :  he  that  believeth  in  me,  though  he  were  dead,  yet 
shall  he  live  : 

And  whosoever  liveth  and  believeth  in  me  stall  never  die.     Believest  thou  this  ? 

Blessed  be  God,  even  the  Father  of  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ,  the  Father  of  mercies  and 
the  God  of  all  comfort ;  who  comforteth  us  in  all  our  tribulation,  that  we  may  be  able 
to  comfort  them  who  are  in  any  trouble  by  the  comfort  wherewith  we  ourselves  are  com- 
forted of  God. 

Though  our  outward  man  perish,  yet  the  inward  man  is  renewed  day  by  day. 

For  our  light  affliction,  which  is  but  for  a  moment,  worketh  for  us  a  far  more  exceed- 
ing and  eternal  weight  of  glory  ;  while  we  look  not  at  the  things  which  are  seen,  but  at 
the  things  which  are  not  seen  : 

For  the  things  which  are  seen  are  temporal,  but  the  things  which  are  not  seen  are 
eternal. 

SELECTION  XLL 
Funeral  Service. 
But  some  man  will  say,  How  are  the  dead  raised  up,  and  with  what  body  do  they 
come?     Thou  foolish  man,  that  which  thou  so  west  is  not  quickened  except  it  die  : 

And  that  which  thou  sowest,  thou  sowest  not  that  body  that  shall  be,  but  bare  grain  : 
it  may  chance  of  wheat,  or  of  some  other  grain  :  but  God  giveth  it  a  body  as  it  hath 
pleased  him,  and  to  every  seed  its  own  body. 


50  SELECTIONS  FROM  SCRIPTURE. 

So  also  is  the  resurrection  of  the  dead.  It  is  sown  in  corruption,  it  is  raised  in  incor- 
ruption  :  it  is  sown  in  weakness,  it  is  raised  in  power  :  it  is  sown  a  natural  body,  it  is 
raised  a  spiritual  body.     There  is  a  natural  body,  and  there  is  a  spiritual  body. 

The  first  man  Adam  was  made  a  living  soul  :  the  last  Adam  was  made  a  quickening 
spirit.  Howbeit,  that  was  not  first  which  was  spiritual,  but  that  which  was  natural, 
and  afterwards  that  which  was  spiritual. 

The  first  man  is  of  the  earth,  earthy  ;  the  second  man  is  the  Lord  from  heaven.  As 
is  the  earthy,  such  are  they  also  that  are  earthy  ;  and  as  is  the  heavenly,  such  are  they 
also  that  arc  heavenly.  And  as  we  have  borne  the  image  of  the  earthy,  we  shall  also 
bear  the  image  of  the  heavenly. 

Now  this  I  say,  brethren,  that  flesh  and  blood  cannot  inherit  the  kingdom  of  God 
neither  doth  corruption  inherit  incorruption. 

For  this  corruptible  must  put  on  incorruption,  and  this  mortal  must  put  on  immor- 
tality. 

So  when  this  corruptible  shall  have  put  on  incorruption,  and  this  mortal  shall  have 
put  on  immortality,  then  shall  be  brought  to  pass  the  saying  that  is  written,  Death  is 
swallowed  up  in  victory. 

0  death,  where  is  thy  sting?  O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory?  The  sting  of  death 
is  sin,  and  the  strength  of  sin  is  the  law. 

But  thanks  be  to  God  who  giveth  us  the  victory,  through  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ. 

SELECTION  XLII. 

General  Praise. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord.    Praise  ye  the  Lord  from  the  heavens  :  praise  him  in  the  heights. 

Praise  ye  him,  all  his  angels  :  praise  ye  him  all  his  hosts. 

Praise  ye  him,  sun  and  moon  :  praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 

Praise  him,  ye  heavens  of  heavens,  and  ye  waters  that  be  above  the  heavens. 

Let  them  praise  the  name  of  the  Lord  :  for  he  commanded,  and  they  were  created. 

He  hath  also  established  them  forever  and  ever  :  he  hath  made  a  decree  which  shall 
not  pass. 

Praise  the  name  of  the  Lord,  for  his  name  alone  is  excellent :  his  glory  is  above  the 
earth  and  heaven. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord.  Sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song,  and  his  praise  in  the  congrega- 
tion of  worshippers. 

Let  Israel  rejoice  in  him  that  made  him  ;  let  the  children  of  Zion  be  joyful  in  their 
King. 

For  the  Lord  taketh  pleasure  in  his  people  :  he  will  beautify  the  meek  with  salvation. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord.  Praise  God  in  his  sanctuary  :  praise  him  in  the  firmament  of 
his  power. 

Praise  him  for  his  mighty  acts  :  praise  him  according  to  his  excellent  greatness. 

Let  every  thing  that  hath  breath  praise  the  Lord.     Praise  ye  the  Lord. 


GOSPEL   PSALMIST. 


JOY.    7s 

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8.   B.    BALL. 


1 .   Iq      thy    courts    let    peace    be  found,  Be    thy    tem  -  pie      full      of     love ; 


■S-  -e 


K4: 


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Here  we      tread  on       ho   -  ly  ground,    All    se  -  rene,      a  -    round,   a  -  bove 


IllliilSIISllgliS 


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1.     7s. 

BOWRDfQ 

The  Temple. 

2  While  the  knee  in  prayer  is  bent, 

While  with  praise  the  heart  o'erflows, 
Tranquilize  the  turbulent ! 
Give  the  weary  one  repose  ! 

3  Be  the  place  for  worship  meet, 

Meet  the  worship  for  the  place ; 
Contemplation's  blest  retreat, 

Shrine  of  guilelessness  and  grace  ! 

4  As  an  infant  knows  its  home, 

Lord  !  may  we  thy  temples  know ; 
Hither  for  instruction  come, 
Hence  by  thee  instructed  go. 


2.     7s. 

J.  TA 

Acceptable  Offerings. 

1  Lord  !  what  offering  shall  we  bring, 

At  thine  altars  when  we  bow  ? 
Hearts,  the  pure,  unsullied  spring, 
Whence  the  kind  affections  flow  : 

2  Willing  hands,  to  lead  the  blind, 

Heal  the  wounded,  feed  the  poor ; 
Love,  embracing  all  our  kind, 
Charity,  with  liberal  store. 


3  Teach  us,  0  thou  heavenly  King, 
Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind, 
Thus  the  accepted  offering  bring, 
Love  to  thee  and  all  mankind. 


3.     7s. 

ANONYMOUS 

Seeking  God. 

1  Thirsting  for  a  living  spring, 

Seeking  for  a  higher  home, 
Resting  where  our  souls  must  cling, 
Trusting,  hoping,  Lord,  we  come. 

2  Glorious  hopes  our  spirit  fill, 

When  we  feel  that  thou  art  near: 
Father  !  then  our  fears  are  still, 
Then  the  soul's  bright  end  is  clear. 

3  Life'6  hard  conflict  we  would  win, 

Read  the  meaning  of  life's  frown ; 
Change  the  thorn-bound  wreath  of  sin 
For  the  spirit's  starry  crown. 

4  Make  us  beautiful  within 

By  thy  spirit's  holy  light : 
Guard  us  when  our  faith  burns  dim, 
Father  of  all  love  and  might  1 


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PRAISE.    7s. 


S.  B.  B. 


c=t 


1.  Heavenly    Fa  -  ther,  sovereign      Lord,        Be     thy    glorious  name    a-  dored; 


"EiilsIliiieiiilSpEElp 
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4.    7* 


SALISBURY   COLL. 


Perfect  Praise  in  Heaven. 

2  Though  unworthy  of  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear  ; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 

3  While  on  earth  ordained  to  stay, 
Guide  our  footsteps  in  thy  way, 
Till  we  come  to  dwell  with  thee, 
Till  we  all  thy  glory  see. 

4  Then,  with  angel-harps  again, 
We  will  wake  a  nobler  strain ; 
There,  in  joyful  songs  of  praise, 
Our  triumphant  voices  raise. 


MONTGOMERY. 


Universal  Praise. 


1  Heralds  of  creation  !  cry, — 

Praise  the  Lord,  the  Lord  most  high  ! 
Heaven  and  earth  !  obey  the  call ; 
Praise  the  Lord,  the  Lord  of  all. 

2  Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above  ; 
Spirits  perfected  in  love  ! 

Sun  and  moon  !  your  voices  raise  ; 
Sing  ye  stars  !  your  Maker's  praise. 


3  Earth !  from  all  thy  depths  below, 
Ocean's  hallelujahs  flow ; 
Lightning,  vapor,  wind,  and  storm, 
Hail  and  snow  !  his  will  perform. 

4  High  above  all  height  his  throne ; 
Excellent  his  name  alone  ; 

Him  let  all  his  works  confess  ! 
Him  let  all  his  children  bless ! 

6.    7s. 

c  w; 
Seeking  God. 

1  Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire  ; 

Love  divine,  thyself  impart : 
Every  fainting  soul  inspire  ; 
Enter  every  drooping  heart : 

2  Every  mournful  sinner  cheer, 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  ; 
Father  !  in  thy  grace  appear, 
To  thy  human  temples  come. 

3  Come,  in  this  accepted  hour, 

Bring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in  ; 
Fill  u<  with  thy  glorious  power, 
Rooting  out  the  seeds  of  sin  : 

4  Nothing  more  can  we  require, 

We  will  covet  nothing  less  : 
Be  thou  all  our  heart's  desire, 
Be  our  heaven — in  holiness  ! 


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53 


BALTIMORE. 

L     Moilerato. 


78.  Double,  or  6  lines. 


From  Baker's  CncRcn  Mcsic. 
By  permission. 

FINE. 


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BOWRIKG. 

Zo«-/y  Praise. 
More  of  truth,  and  more  of  might, 
More  of  love,  and  more  of  light, 
More  of  reason,  and  of  right, 
From  thy  pardoning  grace  be  given  ! 
This  can  make  the  humblest  song 
Sweet,  acceptable,  and  strong. 
As  the  strains  the  angels'  throng 
Pour  around  the  throne  of  heaven. 


Praise  to  the  God  of  Nature. 

1  Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind — 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

Let  us  sound  his  no  me  abroad, 
For  of  gods  he  is  the  God : 
He  by  wisdom  did  create 
Heaven's  expanse,  and  all  its  state. 

2  All  things  living  he  doth  feed  : 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need. 
Let  us  therefore  warble  forth 
His  high  majesty  and  worth. 

He  his  mansion  hath  on  high, 
'Bove  the  reach  of  mortal  eye  ; 
And  his  mercies  shall  endure 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 
[5*] 


9.  ft. 

NEWTO> 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  Safely  through  another  week 

God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 

Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

"Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day: 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciling  face — 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame; 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 

3  Here  we  come,  thy  name  to  praise  ; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near ; 
May  thy  glories  meet  our  eyes. 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear  : 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  rest. 

4  May  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound ; 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints. 
Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  rest  in  thee  above. 


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NASHVILLE.    7s. 

e  Legato. 


(10. 


S.   B.   BALL. 


LL   1*         Andante 


Mk 


1.  Lord,  be  -  fore  thy      pres-enee  come,  Bow  we  down  with    ho  -    ]y       fear  ; 

2.  Wandering  thoughts  and  languid  powers  Come  not  where  de-vo  -  tion    kneels  ! 

3.    At    the     portals        of    thine  house  We  re  -  sign   our    earth-born   cares! 


Call  our 
Let    the 

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Nobler  thoughts  our  souls  en -gross,  Songs   of  praise  and     fer-vent  prayers. 
11.    7s. 


BOWRING. 

All  from  God. 

1  Father !  thy  paternal  care 

Has  my  guardian  been,  my  guide  ! 
Every  hallowed  wish  and  prayer 

Has  thy  hand  of  love  supplied  j 
Thine  is  every  thought  of  bliss, 

Left  by  hours  and  days  gone  by ; 
Every  hope  thy  offspring  is, 

Beaming  from  futurity. 

2  Every  sun  of  splendid  ray  ; 

Every  moon  that  shines  serene  ; 
Every  morn  that  welcomes  day ; 

Every  evening's  twilight  scene  ; 
Every  hour  which  wisdom  brings ; 

Every  increase  at  thy  shrine  ; 
These, — and  all  life's  holiest  things, 

And  its  fairest, — God,  are  thine. 

3  And  for  all,  my  hymns  shall  rise 

Daily  to  thy  gracious  throne  : 
Thither  let  my  asking  eyes 

Turn  unwearied,  righteous  One  ! 
Through  life's  strange  vicissitude 

There  reposing  all  my  care, 
Trusting  still  through  ill  and  good, 

Fixed,  and  cheered,  and  counselled  there. 

13.      7S.       SUND.   SCHOOL  H.  B. 

Sunday  Evening. 
1  Sacred  day,  forever  blest ! 
Day  of  all  our  days  the  best  ! 
Welcome  hours  of  praise  and  prayer 
Free  from  toil,  fatigue,  and  care ! 


2  Happy,  truly  happy,  Lord, 

Those  who  hear  and  read  thy  word ! 
Happy  those  who  dwell  with  thee  ! 
Who  thy  grace  and  glory  see. 

3  We  once  more  have  heard  thy  voice, 
Lord,  in  thee  our  souls  rejoice  ; 
Borne  by  faith  to  worlds  on  high, 
Called  to  reign  above  the  sky. 

4  Though  this  day  of  rest  we  close, 
Still  in  thee  our  hearts  repose  ; 
Guide  and  guard  us  all  our  days  : 

0  may  all  our  lives  be  praise ! 

13.     7s. 

F.    H.    HEDGE. 

The  Same. 

1  Sovereign  and  transforming  Grace  ! 

We  invoke  thy  quickening  power ; 
Reign  the  spirit  of  this  place, 
Bless  the  purpose  of  this  hour. 

2  Holy  and  creative  Light ! 

We  invoke  thy  kindling  ray ; 
Dawn  upon  our  spirits'  night, 
Turn  our  darkness  into  day. 

3  To  the  anxious  soul  impart 

Hope  all  other  hopes  above, 

Stir  the  dull  and  hardened  heart 

With  a  longing  and  a  love. 

4  Work  in  all,  in  all  renew, 

Day  by  day,  the  life  divine ; 
All  our  wills  to  thee  subdue, 
All  our  hearts  to  theo  incline. 


SABBATH     WORSHIP. 


55 


CLEVELAND.    8s  &  7s.      (14.) 

Andantino.  ^ 


L.  B.  BABNB8. 

Baker's  Church  Music    By  permission. 


0 0—\  — 0-^-0 0 0    +-0    ---?-! 

1.  Love  di-vine,  all    love  ex  -  cell  -  ing,     Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down  ! 


a**-— J-iJ-HTj  ;1;-'  j^s^-^E^ngnj^^ 

2.  Breathe, 0  breathe  thy  loving  spir  -  it      In  -  to       eve  -  ry  troubled  breast ; 


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Fix    in    us      thy   humble  dwell  -  ing,  All  thy   faithful    mercies     crown. 


Let  us    all      in    thee  in  -  her  -  it,      Let   us    find  thy  promised      rest. 


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Father  !  Thou  art    all  com  -  pass  -  ion,  Pure,  unbound  -  ed  love  thou  art ; 

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Come,  al-migh  -  ty    to    de  -   liv  -  er,      Let     us    all    thy    life  re-cerve ; 

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Vis  -  it     us     with  thy    sal-va-tion,    En  -  ter    eve-ry  long-ing      heart. 

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Gracious  -  ly  come  down,  and  nev  -  er,     Nev  -  er  more  thy   temples      leave ! 


SABBATH      WORSHIP 


SMYRNA.    8  &  7s,  or  8,  7  &  4s.    (15.) 

Sostciiuto. 

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1.  Praise,  my  soul,  the     God  that  sought  thee  Wretched  wand'rer, 


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Wretched  wand'rer,      far     a 


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2.     Lord,  this  bosom's 


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Found  thee  lost,  and     kindly  brought  thee  From  the  paths       of      death  a  -  way.: 

•»  thy     footstool  kneeling,  Deign  thy   suppliant's  prayer  to  bless  : 


^=P-— *=?~  P^J11?— P=  p~ SqJ=j=:pzzz:pz 
Praise,  with  love's  de  -  voutest    feel  -  ing,    Him  who     saw    thy 


guilt-born  fear, 


I  *        Let  thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  pleasure,  Love's  pure  flame  with  -  -in     me  raise  ; 


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And    the    light  of      hope    re-   vealing,    Bade  the   glorious   cross  ap  -  pear. 


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And  since  words  can     nev  -  er      measure,  Let      my  love  show  forth  thy  praise. 


'^^IM^Sse&eieIB 


16.     8&7s. 

J.   TAYLOR. 

Call  to  Zion. 

1  Praise  to  God,  the  great  Creator, 

Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
He  whose  hand  upholds  all  nature, 

He  whose  word  can  all  destroy  ! 
Saints,  with  pious  zeal  attending, 

Now  the  grateful  tribute  raise; 
Solemn  songs  to  heaven  ascending, 

Join  the  universal  praise 

2  Here  indulge  each  grateful  feeling; 

Lowly  bend  with  contrite  souls  ; 


Here,  his  milder  grace  revealing, 

Here  no  peal  of  thunder  rolls: 
Lo,  the  sacred  pane  before  us 

Bears  the  premise  of  his  love. 
Full  of  mercy  to  restore  us, 

Mercy  beaming  from  above. 
3  Every  secret  fault  confessing, 

Deed  unrighteous,  thought  of  sin, 
Seize,  0  seize  the  proffered  blessing, 

Grace  from  God,  and  peace  within  ! 
Heart  and  voice  with  rapture  swelling, 

Still  the  song  of  glory  raise; 
On  the  theme  immortal  dwelling, 

Join  the  universal  praise. 


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17.  8,  7&4s. 

KELLY. 

Sabbath  Morning  Hymn. 

1  In  thy  name,  0  Lord,  assembling, 

"We,  thy  people,  now  draw  near  ; 
Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling  ! 
Speak,  and  let  thy  servants  hear, — 

Hear  with  meekness, — 
Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 

2  While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthened, 

May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
Cheered  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthened, 
We  would  run,  nor  weary  be, 

Till  thy  glory, 
Without  clouds,  in  heaven  we  see. 

3  There,  in  worship  purer,  sweeter, 

All  thy  people  shall  adore, 
Tasting  of*  enjoyment  greater 

Than  they  could  conceive  before, — 

Full  enjoyment, — 
Holy  bliss  for  evermore. 

18.  8  &  7s. 


HYMNS    FOB    SANCTUARY. 


Sabbath  Morning. 

1  Welcome,  welcome,  quiet  morning, 

Welcome  is  this  holy  day ; 
Now  the  Sabbath  morn,  returning, 

Says  a  week  has  passed  away. 
Let  me  think  how  time  is  passing; 

Soon  the  longest  life  departs ; 
Nothing  human  is  abiding 

Save  the  love  of  humble  hearts. 

2  Love  to  God,  and  to  our  neighbor, 

Makes  our  purest  happiness  ; 
"Vain  the  wish,  the  care,  the  labor, 

Earth's  poor  trifles  to  possess. 
Swift  my  life's  vain  dreams  are  passing; 

Like  the  startled  dove  they  fly, 
Or  the  clouds,  each  other  chasing 

Over  yonder  quiet  sky. 

3  Father,  now  one  prayer  I  raise  thee  ; 

Give  an  humble,  grateful  heart ; 
Never  let  me  cease  to  praise  thee, 

Never  from  thy  fear  depart; 
Then,  when  years  have  gathered  o'er  me, 

And  the  world  is  sunk  in  shade, 
Heaven's  bright  realm  will  rise  before  me 

There  my  treasure  will  be  laid. 

ANONYMOUS. 

19.     8,  7&4s. 

Thanksgiving  for  Divine  Mercy. 

1   Sovereign  Lord  of  light  and  glory, 
Author  of  our  mortal  frame, 
Joyfully  we  bow  before  thee, 


And  extol  thv  holy  name  : 

Hallelujah! 
Ever  sacred  bo  the  theme  ! 

2  Kind  Dispenser  of  each  ble 

Which  surrounds  the  human  race, 
May  we,  gratefully  possessing, 

Still  adore  thv  boundless  grace  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise  ! 

3  Thus,  with  humble  adoration, 

We  attend  before  thy  throne, 
And  with  grateful  exultation, 
Thine  abundant  mercy  own  . 

Hallelujah  ! 
Praise  belongs  to  thee  alone. 


20.     8  &  7s. 

ANONYMOUS. 

"  The  Lord  is  in  his  Holy  Temple." 

1  God  is  in  his  holy  temple  : 

Thoughts  of  earth,  be  silent  now, 
While  with  reverence  we  assemble, 

And  before  his  presence  bow. 
He  is  with  us  now  and  ever, 

When  we  call  upon  his  name, 
Aiding  every  good  endeavor, 

Guiding  every  upward  aim. 

2  God  is  in  his  holy  temple ; — 

In  the  pure  and  holy  mind ; 
In  the  reverent  heart  and  simple  ; 

In  the  soul  from  sense  refined  : 
Then  let  every  low  emotion 

Banished  far  and  silent  be  ! 
And  our  souls,  in  pure  devotion, 

Lord,  be  temples  worthy  thee ! 

21.    8  &  7s. 

BOWRINd. 

God  is  Love. 

1  God  is  love ;  his  mercy  brightens 

All  the  path  in  which  we  rove  ; 
Bliss  he  wakes,  and  woe  he  lightens  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Cha'nco  and  change  are  busy  ever ; 

Man  decays  and  ages  move ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove; 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  streameth  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above  r 
Every  where  his  glory  shineth  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


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ALL  SAINTS.     L.  M. 

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22.  I"  M. 

TATE   &   BRADY. 

.4W  Nations  exhorted  to  Adoration  and  Praise. 

2  Assured  that  he  is  God  alone, 

From  whom  both  wc  and  all  proceed,- 
We,  whom  he  chooses  for  his  own, 
The  flock  which  he  delights  to  feed. 

3  0,  enter,  then,  his  temple  gate  ; 

Thence  to  his  courts  dovoutly  press  ; 
And  still  your  grateful  hvmns  repeat, 
And  still  his  name  with,  praises  bless  ; 

4  For  he's  the  Lord,  supromely  good  ; 

His  mercy  is  forever  sure  ; 
His  truth,  which  always  firmly  stood, 
To  endless  ages  shall  endure. 

23.  L.  M. 

H.   WARE. 

Coming  together  in  the  Name  of  Jesus. 

1  Great  God  !  the  followers  of  thy  Son, 
Wo  bow  before  thy  mercy-scat, 

To  worship  thee,  the  Holy  One, 
And  pour  our  wishes  at  thy  feet. 

2  O,  grant  thy  blessing  here  to-day, 
O,  give  thy  people  joy  and  peace  ; 
T!-e  tokens  of  thy  love  display, 
And  favor,  that  shall  never  cease. 


3  We  seek  the  truth  which  Jesus  brought ; 
His  path  of  light  we  long  to  tread  ; 
Here  be  his  holy  doctrines  taught, 

And  here  their  purest  influence  shed. 

4  May  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  abound ; 
Our  sins  and  errors  be  forgiven; 
And  we,  from  day  to  day,  be  found 
Children  of  God,  and  heirs  of  heaven. 

24.  L.  M. 

TATE   &   BRADY 

Praise  and  Gratitude. 

1  O,  Praise  the  Lord  in  that  blest  place 

From  whence  his  goodness  largely  Hows; 
Praise  him  in  heaven,  where  he  his  face 
Unveiled  in  perfect  glory  shows. 

2  Praise  him  for  all  tho  mighty  acts 

Which  he  in  our  behalf  hath  done  ; 
His  kindness  this  return  exacts, 

With  which  our  praise  should  equal  run. 

3  Let  all,  who  vital  breath  enjoy, 

The  breath  he  doth  to  them  afford, 
In  just  returns  of  praise  employ  ; 
Let  every  creature  praise  the" Lord. 


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Dolce  e  Piano. 


By  permission. 


1.  Both  heaven  and  earth  do  worship  thee,  Thou  Father      of       e  -  ter  -  ni    -   tv  ; 


With   splen-dor  from   thy  glo  -  ry  spread,  Are  heaven  and  earth  re-plen  -  ish  -  ed. 

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25.    L-  M. 

ST.  AMBROSE. 

Worship  in  Heaven  and  Earth. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  loudly  cry, 

The  heavens,  and  all  the  powers  on  high, 
The  apostles'  glorious  company, 
The  prophets'  fellowship  praise  thee. 

3  The  nohle  and  victorious  host 

Of  martyrs  make  of  thee  their  boast ; 
The  holy  church,  in  every  place 
Throughout  the  earth  exalts  thy  praise. 

4  From  day  to  day,  0  Lord,  do  we 
Highly  exalt  and  honor  thee  : 
Thy  name  we  worship  and  adore, 
World  without  end,  for  evermore. 

26.    L.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  My  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see 

The  dawn  of  thy  returning  day ; 

My  thoughts,  O  God,  ascend  to  thee, 

While  thus  my  early  vows  I  pay. 

2  Oh  bid  this  trifling  world  retire, 

And  drive  each  carnal  thought  away  ; 
Nor  let  me  feel  one  vain  desire — 

One  sinful  thought  through  all  the  day. 


3  Then,  to  thy  courts  when  I  repair, 
My  soul  shall  rise  on  joyful  wing, 
The  wonders  of  thy  love  declare, 
And  join  the  strains  which  angels  sing. 


37.    L.  M. 

SIR  J.   E.    SMITH. 

Devout   Worship  of  God. 

1  Praise  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee ; 

Thy  saints  adore  thy  holy  name  ; 
Thy  creatures  bend  th'  obedient  knee, 
And,  humbly,  thy  protection  claim. 

2  Thy  hand  has  raised  us  from  the  dust ; 

The  breath  of  life  thy  Spirit  gave ; 
Where,  but  in  thee,  can  mortals  trust  ? 
Who,  but  our  God,  has  power  to  save  ? 

3  Still  may  thy  children  in  thy  word 

Their  common  trust  and  refuge  see ; 
O  bind  us  to  each  other,  Lord, 
By  one  great  tie, — the  love  of  thee. 

4  So  shall  our  sun  of  hope  arise; 

With  brighter  still  and  brighter  ray, 
Till  thou  shalt  bless  our  longing  eyes 
With  beams  of  everlasting  day. 


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28.  L.  M. 

J.   WESLEY. 

"  The  healthful  spirit  of  God's  grace." 

1  Spirit  of  grace,  and  health,  and  power ; 

Fountain  of  light  and  love  below  ; 
Abroad  thy  healing  influence  shower  ; 
On  all  thy  servants  let  it  flow. 

2  Inflame  our  hearts  with  perfect  love; 

In  us  the  work  of  faith  fix  1  til  : 
So  not  heaven's  host  shall  swifter  move, 
Than  we  on  earth  to  do  thy  will. 

3  Father  !  'tis  thine  each  day  to  yield 

Thy  ehildrcns'  wants  a  fresh  supply ; 
Thou  cloth'st  the  lilies  of  the  field, 
And  hearest  the  young  ravens  cry. 

4  On  thee  we  cast  our  care  ;  we  live 

Thro'  thee,  who  know'st  our  every  need  : 
O  feed  us  with  thy  grace,  and  give 
Our  soul  this  day  the  living  bread. 

29.  L.  M. 

WATTS. 

Joy  of  Public    Worship. 

1  Great  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs  : 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun — he  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  shield — he  guards  onr  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin ; 
From  foes  Avithout  and  foes  within. 

4  0  God,  our  King,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  host  of  heaven  obey, 
Display  thy  grace,  exert  thy  power, 
Till  all  on  earth  thy  name  adore. 

30.    L.  M. 

WATTS. 

Public    Worship. 

1  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create  and  he  destroy. 

2  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame: 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

3  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs; 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise  ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  soundiug  praise. 


4  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

31.    L-  M. 

MONTGOMERY. 

Public   Worship. 

1  God  in  his  temple  let  us  meet ; 

Low  on  our  knees  before  him  bend  ; 
Here  hath  he  fixed  his  mercy-seat ; 
Here  on  his  Sabbaths  we  attend. 

2  Arise  into  thy  resting  place, 

Thou,  and  thine  ark  of  strength,  O  Lord ! 
Shine  through  the  vail,  we  seek  thy  face ; 
Speak,  for  we  hearken  to  thy  word. 

3  With  righteousness  thy  saints  array ; 

Joyful  thy  chosen  people  be  ; 
Let  those  who  teach  and  those  who  pray — 
Let  all  be  holiness  to  thee. 

32.    L.  M. 

GASKELL. 

Seeking  Strength. 

1  0  God  !  who  knowest  how  frail  we  are, 
How  soon  the  thought  of  good  departs  ; 
We  pray  that  thou  wouldst  feed  the  fount 
Of  holy  yearning  in  our  hearts. 

2  Let  not  the  choking  cares  of  eartli 
The  precious  springs  of  life  o'exgx*ow ; 
But,  ever  guarded  by  thy  love, 

Still  purer  may  their  waters  flow. 

3  To  thee,  with  sweeter  hope  and  trust, 
Be  every  day  our  spirits  given  ; 

And  may  we,  while  we  walk  on  earth, 
Walk  more  as  citizens  of  heaven. 

33.   L-  M. 

C0NDB3. 

The  Lord  is  King. 

1  The  Loi'd  is  King  !  lift  up  thy  voice, 
O  earth,  and  all  ye  heavens  rejoice  ! 
From  world  to  world  the  joy  shall  ring; 
The  Lord  Omnipotent  is  King. 

2  The  Lord  is  King!  0  child  of  dust, 
The  Judge  of  all  the  earth  is  just  : 
Holy  and  true  are  all  his  ways  ; 
Let  every  creature  speak  his  praise. 

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3  Come,  make    your   wants,   your    bnrdAn" 
The  contrite  soul  he'll  ne'er  disown  ; 
And  angel  bands  are  waiting  there, 

His  messages  of  love  to  bear. 

4  O,  when  his  wisdom  can  mistake, 
His  might  decay,  his  love  forsake  ; 
Then  may  his  children  ra\^'  to  sing, 
The  Lord  omnipotent  is  King. 


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STERLING.     L.  M 

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1.  O    thou,   to  whom    in    an-cient  time,    The  lvre    of      Hebrew  bards  was  Strang, 

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Whom  kings  a-dored    in  songs  sub-lime,  And  prophets  praised  with  glowing  tongue  ! 


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34.  LM. 

PEERPO'T. 

Universal    Worship. 

2  Not  now  on  Zion's  height  alone 

Thy  favored  worshipper  may  dwell ; 
Nor  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son 
Sat  weary  by  the  patriarch's  well. 

3  From  every  place  below  the  skies, 

The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayer — 
The  incense  of  the  heart — may  rise 
To  heaven  and  find  acceptance  there. 

4  To  thee  shall  age  with  snowy  hair, 

And  strength  and  beauty  bend  the  knee, 
And  childhood  lisp,  with  reverent  air, 
Its  praises  and  its  prayers  to  thee. 

35.  kM. 

FROTHINGHAM. 

Truth  and  Love. 

1  O  God,  whose  presence  glows  in  all, 

Within,  around  us,  and  above! 
Thy  word  we  bless,  thy  name  we  call, 

Whose  word  is  Truth,  whose  name  is  Love. 

2  That  truth  be  with  the  heart  believed 

Of  all  who  seek  this  sacred  place ; 
With  power  proclaimed,  in  peace  received — 
Our  spirits'  light,  thy  Spirit's  grace. 

3  That  love  its  holy  influence  pcur, 

To  keep  us  meek,  and  make  us  free, 
And  throw  its  binding  blessing  more 
Round  each  with  all,  and  all  with  thee. 

4  Send  down  its  angel  to  our    ae — 

Send  in  its  calm  upon  the  breast ; 
For  we  would  know  no  other  guide, 
And  we  can  need  no  other  rest. 


36.  L.  M. 

BREVIART. 

Divine  Aid  Implored. 

1  Come,  O  Creator  Spirit  blest ! 
And  in  our  souls  take  up  thy  rest ; 
Come,  with  thy  grace  and  heavenly  aid, 
To  fill  the  hearts  which  thou  hast  made. 

2  Kindle  our  senses  from  above, 

And  make  our  hearts  o'erflow  with  love  ; 
With  patience  firm,  and  virtue  high, 
The  weakness  of  our  flesh  supply. 

3  Far  from  us  drive  the  foe  we  dread, 
And  grant  us  thy  true  peace  instead; 
So  shall  we  not,  with  thee  for  guide, 
Turn  from  the  path  of  life  aside. 

37.  L-  M. 

GEO.   ROGERS. 

The  Sabbath  Best. 

1  There  is  a  Sabbath  rest,  O,  Lord, 

From  doubts  and  sinful  bondage  free  ; 
Thy  presence  doth  this  rest  afford 
To  all  who  truly  worship  thee. 

2  WTe  may  our  worldly  toils  suspend, 

With  songs  of  praise  thy  temples  fill, 
Or  lowly  at  thine  altars  bend, 
Yet  to  this  rest  be  strangers  still. 

3  But  those  who  humbly  seek  thy  love, 

Who  meekly  bow  to  thy  control — 

'Tis  theirs,  0  Lord,  this  rest  to  prove — 

This  blissful  Sabbath  of  the  soul. 

4  Help  us,  0  God,  our  sins  to  flee, 

To  choose  the  paths  that  Jesus  trod, 
To  rest  from  all  bat  love  of  thee  ; 
Be  ours  this  Sabbath  rest,  O  God  ! 


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KELIEY. 

Seeking  God. 

1  How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile, 

And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord  ! 
Dear  Saviour  !  on  thy  people  smile, 
And  come  according  to  thy  word. 

2  From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 

That  we  may  here  converse  with  thee  ; 
Ah  !  Lord  !  behold  us  at  thy  feet ; 
Let  this  the  "  gate  of  heaven"  be. 

3  "  Chief  of  ten  thousand  I"  now  appear, 

That  we  by  faith  may  see  thy  face ; 

O,  speak,  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear, 

And  let  thy  presence  fill  this  place. 

39.  L-  M. 

WATTS. 

Universal  Praise. 

1  Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies, 

Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  shout  his  praise, 
And  sound  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

2  Jehovah — 'tis  a  glorious  word  ! 

O,  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue  ! 
But  saints,  who  best  have  known  the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 

3  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 

Which  Gabriel  plays  on  every  chord  ; 
From  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord ! 

40.  L-  M. 

WATTS. 

Love  of  the  Sanctuary. 

1  How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 

O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are  ! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  Blessed  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face  and  learn  thy  praise. 

3  Blessed  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate ; 

God  is  their  strength;  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

4  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length ; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

41.    L.  M. 

T.  H.  GILL. 

Sabbath  Aspirations. 

1  How,  Lord,  shall  vows  of  ours  be  sweet  ? 
O,  how  should  souls  immortal  meet  ? 
How  lose  themselves  in  heaven  awhile  ? 
How  win  thine  own  eternal  smile  ? 

2  Come  beautiful,  as  soul  should  be  ! 
Come  beautiful  for  God  to  see  ! 
Come  holy-fair,  come  heavenly-bright, 
And  give  the  All-seeing  Eye  delight ! 


3  Ye  loving,  of  large  souls  and  free, 
Whose  hours  run  on  forgivingly, 
You  chief  the  God  of  Love  will  hear, — 
Your  own,  the  incessant  Pardoner  ! 

42.  L.  M. 

SALISBURY   COLL. 

House  of  God. 

1  Lo,  God  is  here !  Let  us  adore, 

And  humbly  bow  before  his  face  ; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power  ; 
Let  all  within  us  seek  his  grace. 

2  Lo,  God  is  here  !  Him,  day  and  night 

United  choirs  of  angels  sing  : 
To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 

Heaven's  host  their  noblest  homage  bring. 

3  Being  of  beings  !  may  thy  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill ; 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  race — 
Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will. 

43.  L-  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Christ  and  the  Sabbath. 

1  Lord  of  the  Sabbath  and  its  light, 

I  hail  thy  hallowed  day  of  rest ; 
It  is  my  weary  soul's  delight, 

The  solace  of  my  care-worn  breast. 

2  Its  dewy  morn,  its  glowing  noon, 

Its  tranquil  eve,  its  solemn  night, 
Pass  sweetly ;  but  they  pass  too  soon, 
And  leave  me  saddened  at  their  flight. 

3  Yet  sweetly  as  they  glide  along, 

And  hallowed  tho'  the  calm  they  yield, 

Transporting  though  their  rapturous  song, 

And  heavenly  visions  seem  revealed ; — 

4  My  soul  is  desolate  and  drear, 

My  silent  harp  untuned  remains, 
Unless,  my  Saviour,  thou  art  near, 

To  heal  my  wounds  and  soothe  my  pains. 

5  Oh  !  Jesus,  let  me  ever  hail 

Thy  presence  with  the  day  of  rest; 
Then  will  thy  servant  never  fail 
To  deem  thy  Sabbath  doubly  blest. 
44.    L.  M. 

NEW  YOEK  COLL. 

Sabbath  Day. 

1  We  bless  thee  for  this  sacred  day, 

Thou  who  hast  every  blessing  given, 
Which  sends  the  dreams  of  earth  away, 
And  yields  a  glimpse  of  opening  heaven. 

2  Lord,  in  this  day  of  holy  rest, 

We  would  improve  the  calm  repose ; 
And,  in  thy  service  truly  blest, 

Forget  the  world,  its  joys  and  woes. 

3  Lord  !  may  thy  truth,  upon  the  heart, 

Now  fall  and  dwell  as  heavenly  dew, 

And  flowers  of  grace  in  freshness  start 

Where  once  the  weeds  of  error  grew. 

4  May  prayer  now  lift  her  sacred  wings, 

Contented  with  that  aim  alone 
Which  bears  her  to  the  King  of  kings, 
And  rests  her  at  his  sheltering  throne. 


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Invoking  a  Blessing. 


MOXTGQMEBT. 


2  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim 

The  blessed  Gospel  of  thy  Son, 
Still,  by  the  power  of  his  great  name, 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

3  But  will  indeed  Jehovah  deign 

Here  to  abide,  no  transient  guest  ? 
Here  will  the  world's  Bedeemer  reign, 
And  here  the  Holy  Spirit  rest  ? 

4  That  glory  never  hence  depart  ! 

Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  house  alone; 
Thy  kingdom  come  to  every  heart, 
Li  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 


46.   I*  m. 

T.   SWAIN. 

The  Sabbath. 

To  him,  who  for  six  days  a  week 

Can  rarely  call  an  hour  his  own, 
How  sweet  to  watch  the  Sabbath  break, 

And  bless  the  light  that  heaven  has  thrown. 
Oh,  welcome  more  than  tongue  can  name ! 

The  dearest  morn  that  greets  our  soil 
Is  that  the  Sabbath  bells  proclaim, — 

Which  shuts  the  busy  world  of  toil. 


From  morn  to  eve,  from  morn  to  eve — 

Still  wakening  but  for  work  alone  ; 
Oh  Heaven  !  it  is  a  blest  reprieve 

To  have  one  day  to  call  our  own ; — 
One  day  to  breathe  a  wider  span, 

Unfettered  by  the  bonds  of  trade, 
To  leave  the  plodding  world  of  man, 

And  view  the  world  which  God  has  made. 


47.    L.  M. 

C.   EOBBETS 

"  Speak,  Lord,  for  thy  servant  hearelh." 

1  While  thus  thy  throne  of  grace  we  seek, 
0  God,  within  our  spirits  speak ! 

For  we  will  hear  thy  voice  to-day, 
Nor  turn  our  hardened  hearts  away. 

2  Speak  in  thy  gentlest  tones  of  love, 
Till  all  our  best  affections  move  ; 
We  long  to  hear  no  meaner  call, 
But  feel  that  thou  art  all  in  all. 

3  To  conscience  speak  thy  quickening  word 
Till  all  its  sense  of  sin  is  stirred  ■ 

For  we  would  leave  no  stain  of  guile, 
To  cloud  the  radiance  of  thy  smile. 

4  Speak,  Father,  to  the  anxious  heart, 
Till  every  fear  and  doubt  depart : 
For  we  can  find  no  home  or  rest, 
Till  with  thy  Spirit's  whispers  blest. 


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Rejoice  in  the  Lord. 


2  Fling  wide  the  portals  of  your  heart, 
Make  it  a  temple  set  apart 
From  earthly  use  for  heaven's  employ, 
Adorned  with  prayer,  and  love,  and  joy 
So  shall  your  Sovereign  enter  in, 
And  new  and  nobler  life  bedn. 


49.    L.  M. 

AXON'TMOUS. 

The  Peace  of  God. 

1  O  Father  !  lift  our  souls  above, 
Till  we  find  rest  in  thy  dear  love; 
And  still  that  peace  divine  impart 
Which  sanctities  the  inmost  heart, 
And  makes  each  morn  and  setting  sun 
But  bring  us  nearer  to  thy  throne. 

2  May  we  our  daily  duties  meet, 
Tread  sin  each  day  beneath  our  feet, 

And  win  that  strengtli  which  doth  thy  will, 
And  sceth  thee,  and  so  is  still ; 
And,  fixed  on  thy  sustaining  arm, 
Find  daily  food,  and  know  no  harm. 


Help  us  with  man  in  peace  to  live, 

Our  brother's  wrong  in  love  forgive, 

And  day  and  night  the  tempter  flee 

Thro'  strength  which  comes  alone  from  thee ! 

Thus  will  our  spirits  find  their  rest, 

In  thy  deep  peace  forever  blest. 


50.    L-  M. 


MRS.  STEELE. 


A  Prayer  for  Lord's  Day. 

Great  God,  this  sacred  day  of  thine 
Demands  our  soul's  collected  powers. 

May  we  employ  in  work  divine 

These  solemn,  these  devoted  hours; 

O  may  our  souls  adoring  own 

The  grace  which  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

Hence,  ye  vain  care  and  trifles,  fly ! 

Where  God  resides  appear  no  more  ; 
Omniscient  God,  thy  piercing  eve 

Can  every  secret  thought  explore  : 
O  may  thy  grace  our  hearts  refine, 
And  fix  our  thoughts  ou  things  divine. 

The  word  of  life  dispensed  to-day 
Invites  us  to  a  heavenly  feast. 

May  every  ear  the  call  obey ; 
Be  every  heart  a  humble  guest; 

O  bid  the  wretched  sons  of  need 

On  soul-reviving  dainties  feed. 


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The  Sabbath  of  the  Soul. 

2  We  will  not  bring  divided  hearts 

To  worship  at  thy  shrine  ; 
But  each  unworthy  "thought  departs, 
And  leaves  this  temple  thine. 

3  Then  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares, 

Of  earth  and  folly  born ; 
Ye  shall  not  dim  the  light  that  streams 
From  this  celestial  morn. 

4  To-morrow  will  be  time  enough 

To  feel  your  harsh  control ; 
Ye  shall  not  violate  this  dav, 
The  Sabbath  of  the  soul." 


52.    C.  M. 

Christian    Worship. 


NOEL  9  COLL. 


1  Here  cares  and  angry  passions  cease, 

For  saints  together  meet 
To  spend  an  hour  of  prayer  and  peace 
At  their  Redeemer's  feet. 

2  No  sculptured  wonders  meet  the  sight, 

Nor  pictured  saints  appear, 
Nor  storied  window's  gorgeous  light, 
For  God  himself  is  here. 
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Glory  to  God  !  who  deigns  to  bless 

This  consecrated  day, 
Unfolds  his  wondrous  promises, 

And  makes  it  sweet  to  pray. 

Glory  to  God  !  who  deigns  to  hear 
The  humblest  sigh  we  raise, 

And  answers  every  heart-felt  prayer, 
And  hears  our  hymn  of  praise. 


53.    c.  M. 


SACRED  POETRT. 


Prayer  for  Sincerity. 

1  Lord,  when  we  bow  before  thy  throne, 

And  our  confessions  pour, 

0,  may  we  feel  the  sins  we  own, 

And  hate  what  we  deplore. 

2  Our  contrite  spirits,  pitying,  see ; 

True  penitence  impart ; 
And  let  a  healing  ray  from  thee 
Beam  hope  on  every  heart. 

3  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer, 

0,  let  our  wills  resign, 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosoms  share 
Which  is  not'wholly  thine. 

4  Let  faith  each  meek  petition  fill, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies, 
And  teach  our  hearts  'tis  goodness,  still, 
That  grants  it,  or  denies. 


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54.    C.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

The  Spirit's  Presence  desired. 

1  Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayer, 

Now  make  this  place  thy  home ; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  power  ; 
O  come,  great  Spirit  come. 

2  Come  as  the  light ;  to  us  reveal 

Our  sinfulness  and  woe, 
And  lead  us  in  the  paths  of  life, 
Where  all  the  righteous  go. 

3  Como  as  the  fire,  and  purge  our  hearts 

Like  sacrificial  flame ; 
Let  every  soul  an  offering  be 
To  our  Redeemer's  name. 

4  Come  as  a  dove,  and  spread  thy  wings, — 

The  wings  of  peaceful  love, — 
And  let  the  church  on  earth  become 
Blest  as  the  church  above. 


55.  c.  m. 

Universal  Praise. 


PRATT'S  COLL. 


1  Sing  to  the  Lord  in  joyful  strains  ; 

Let  earth  his  praise  resound  ; 
Let  all  the  cheerful  nations  join 
To  spread  his  glory  round. 

2  Thou  city  of  the  Lord,  begin 

The  universal  song ; 
And  let  the  scattered  villages 
The  cheerful  notes  prolong ; — 

3  Till  'midst  the  strains  of  distant  lands, 

The  islands  sound  his  praise  ; 
And  all,  combined,  with  one  accord, 
Jehovah's  glories  raise. 

56.  c.  M. 

WATTS. 

A  faithful  God. 

1  Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme, 

And  speak  some  boundless  thing — 
The  mighty  works,  or  mightier  name, 
Of  our  eternal  King. 

2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulness, 

And  sound  his  power  abroad ; 
Sing  of  the  glory  and  the  grace 
Of  our  Redeemer,  God. 

3  Proclaim  "salvation  from  the  Lord, 

For  wretched,  dying  men ;" 
His  hand  inscribed  the  sacred  word 
With  an  inmortal  pen. 

4  Recorded  by  eternal  love, 

Each  promise  clearly  6hines ; 
Nor  can  the  powers  of  hell  remove 
Those  everlasting  lines. 

5  His  word  of  grace  is  sure  and  strong 

As  that  which  built  the  skies  ; 
The  voice  that  rolls  the  stars  along 
Speaks  all  the  promises. 


57.  c.  M. 

EDMESTON. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

1  When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 

And  sighs  for  God  to  seek, 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close 
That  ends  the  weary  week  ! 

2  How  sweet  will  be  the  early  dawn 

That  opens  on  the  sight, 
When  first  the  soul-reviving  mom 
Shall  shed  new  rays  of  light. 

3  Blest  day !  thine  hours  too  soon  will  cease, 

Yet,  while  they  gently  roll, 
Breathe,  heavenly  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 
A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul ; 

4  When  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 

The  world's  long  week  be  o'er, 
That  Sabbath  dawn  which  needs  no  sun, 
That  day  which  fades  no  more  ? 

58.  c.  m. 

S.   F.   SMITH. 

Spirit  of  Holiness. 

1  Spirit  of  holiness,  descend  ; 

Thy  people  wait  for  thee ; 
Thine  ear,  in  kind  compassion,  lend : 
Let  us  thy  mercy  see. 

2  Behold,  thy  weary  churches  wait, 

With  wishful,  longing  eyes  ; 
Let  us  no  more  lie  desolate ; 
O,  bid  thy  light  arise. 

3  Thy  light  that  on  our  souls  hath  shone, 

Leads  us  in  hope  to  thee  ; 
Let  us  not  feel  its  rays  alone — 
Alone  thy  people  be. 

4  Spirit  of  holiness,  'tis  thine 

To  hear  our  feeble  prayer  : 
Come, — for  we  wait  thy  power  divine, — 
Let  us  thy  mercy  share. 

59.  c.  m. 

A.    C.   THOMAi. 

Blessing  of  Worshippers. 

1  0  blest  are  they  who  feel  the  love 

A  Saviour's  grace  bestows  ! 
The  fountain  springs  in  worlds  above, 
And  freely  here  it  flows. 

2  O  blest  are  they  who  now  believe 

The  promise  of  his  word  ! 
Their  hearts  in  joyous  faith  receive 
The  blessing  of  the  Lord. 

3  O  blest  are  they  who  worship  here, 

Who  sing,  and  praise,  and  pray ! 
To  them  who  thus  their  Lord  revere, 
Appears  a  heavenly  day. 

4  But  0  how  blest,  divinely  blest, 

Are  they  in  courts  above, 
Who  now  enjoy  his  heavenly  rest, 
The  rest  of  endless  love. 


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1  Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  0  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapped 

The  heathen  world  in  gloom ! 

MORNINGTON.    S.  M. 


O  what  a  sun  which  broke,  this  day, 

Triumphant  from  the  tomb. 
This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 

And  praise  on  every  tongue. 
Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 

To  nations  yet  unborn. 


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spirit  op  the  psalms. 
The  Delights  of  the  Sabbath. 

2  Sweet,  at  the  dawning  hour, 

Thy  boundless  love  to  tell ; 
And  when  the  night-wind  shuts  the  flower, 
Still  on  the  theme  to  dwell. 

3  Sweet  on  this  day  of  rest, 

To  join  in  heart  and  voice 
With  those  who  love  and  6erve  thee  best, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy 

Be  every  Sabbath  given, 
For  such  will  be  our  blest  employ 
Eternally  in  heaven. 

62.  s.  M. 

E.  TATLOB. 

Invitation  to  the  House  of  God. 
1  Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 
0  thou  afflicted  come  : 


The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  thee  there ; 
He  makes  that  house  his  home. 

2  Ye  aged,  hither  come, 

For  ye  have  felt  his  love ; 
Soon  shall  your  trembling  tongues  be  dumb, 
Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

3  Ye  young,  before  his  throne, 

Come,  bow ;  your  voices  raise ; 

Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown 

Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 

4  Thou,  whose  benignant  eye 

In  mercy  looks  on  all, 
Who  seest  the  tear  of  misery, 
And  hear'st  the  mourner's  call, — 

5  Up  to  thy  dwelling-place 

Bear  our  frail  spirits  on, 
Till  they  outstrip  time's  tardy  pace, 
And  heaven  on  earth  be  won. 

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63.    S.  M. 


MONTGOMERY. 


Praise  for  Mercies. 

1  O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind  ; 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits  ; 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

2  He  will  not  always  chide  ; 

He  will  with  patience  wait ; 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 
And  ready  to  abate. 

3  The  Lord  forgives  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath  ; 
He  healeth  thine  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 


4  He  clothes  thee  with  his  love, 

Upholds  thee  with  his  truth,  « 

And  like  the  eagle  he  renews 
The  vigor  of  thy  youth. 

5  Then  bless  his  holy  name 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole, 
Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days 
0,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 


64.    S.  M. 


MONTGOMERY. 


Sabbath  Invocation. 

Our  willing  feet  shall  stand 

Within  the  temple-door, 
While  young  and  old,  in  many  a  band, 

Shall  throng  the  sacred  floor. 


2  Thither  the  tribes  repair, 

Where  all  are  wont  to  meet, 
And  joyful  in  the  house  of  prayer, 
Bend  at  thy  mercy-seat. 

3  Within  these  walls  may  peace 

And  harmony  be  found  ; 
Zion,  in  all  thy  palaces, 
Prosperity  abound. 

4  For  friends  and  brethren  dear, 

Our  prayer  shall  never  cease  ; 
Oft  as  they  meet  for  worship  here, 
God  send  his  people  peace. 


65.    s.  M. 


United  Praise. 


MONTGOMERY. 


1  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 

Ye  people  of  his  choice ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 

Above  all  blessing  high, 
Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
And  laud,  and  magnify  1 

3  0  for  the  living  flame 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought. 

4  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  his  salvation  ours  ; 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

5  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord ; 

The  Lord  your  God  adore  ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
Henceforth,  for  evermore. 


66.    s.  M. 


Waiting  in  the  Temple. 

1  Within  thy  temple  walls 

We  wait  with  earnest  mind, 
As  Simeon  waited  long  of  old 
The  world's  true  Light  to  find. 

2  Thou  yet  dost  suffer  us 

Who  oft  are  gathered  here, 
To  bear  thee  in  the  arms  of  faith, 
As  once  that  aged  seer. 


3  O  let  us,  Lord,  prevail 

With  Simeon  at  the  last ; 

May  we  take  up  his  dying  song 

When  life  is  waning  fast ! 

4  "Let  me  depart  in  peace 

Since  that  thy  servant's  eyes 
Have  6een  the  Saviour  here  "on  earth,- 
Have  seen  his  glory  rise  !" 


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D  WIGHT. 

God's  Goodness  and  Truth. 

2  Enter  his  courts  with  joy  ; 

With  fear  address  the  Lord ; 
He  formed  us  with  his  hand, 

And  quickened  by  his  word ; 
With  wide  command,  I  O'er  every  sea 
He  spreads  his  sway    |  And  every  land. 

3  His  hands  provide  our  food, 

And  every  blessing  give  ; 
We  feed  upon  his  care, 

And  in  his  pastures  live  : 
With  cheerful  songs  I  And  let  his  praise 
Declare  his  ways,      |  Inspire  your  tongues. 

68.  H.  M. 

Q.   ROBINSON. 

One  Praise  from  all  true  hearts. 

1  One  sole  baptismal  sign, 

One  Lord,  below,  above — 
Zion,  one  faith  is  thine, 

Only  one  watchword — love. 
From  different  temples  though  it  rise, 
One  song  ascendeth  to  the  skies. 

2  Our  sacrifice  is  one ; 

One  Priest  before  the  throne — 
The  slain,  the  risen  Son, 

Redeemer,  Lord  alone ! 
And  sighs  from  contrite  hearts  that  spring, 
Our  chief,  our  choicest  offering. 

3  Head  of  thy  church  beneath ! 

The  catholic,  the  true, 


On  all  her  members  breathe, 
Her  broken  frame  renew ! 
Then  shall  thy  perfect  will  be  done, 
When  Christians  love  and  live  as  one. 

69.    H.  M. 

WAT 

The  Divine  Majesty. 

1  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  ; 

His  throne  is  built  on  high ; 
The  garments  he  assumes 
Are  light  and  majesty  : 
His  glories  shine 

With  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  eye 

Can  bear  the  sight. 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 

Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe ; 
His  truth  and  justice  stand 
To  guard  his  holy  law  : 
And  where  his  love 
Resolves  to  bless, 
His  truth  confirms 
And  seals  the  grace. 

3  And  can  this  mighty  King 

Of  glory  condescend  ? 
And  will  he  write  his  name 
"My  Father  and  my  Friend?" 
I  love  his  name, 

I  love  his  word  : 
Join,  all  my  powers, 
And  praise  the  Lord ! 


70 


SABBATH      WORSHIP. 


NEWBUEY.    H.  M. 


M.   HAYDN. 


1 .  Welcome  !  delightful  morn,  Thou  day  of  sa  -  cred  rest !     I  hail  thy  kind  return  ; —  Lord  ! 
__    I  I       I  _  


make  these  moments  blest ;  From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys,  I  soar  to  reach  immor-tal  joys. 


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70.  H.  M. 

HAYWAB] 

Sabbath  Morning. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 

And  fill  his  throne  of  grace ; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 
While  saints  address  thy  face  : 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  bless  the  sacred  hours  : 
Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  enjoyed  in  vain. 

71.  H.  M. 

SANDY 

General  Praise. 

1  All,  from  the  sun's  uprise 

Unto  his  setting  rays, 
Resound  in  jubilees 

The  great  Creator's  praise. 
Him  serve  alone ;  in  triumph  bring 
Your  gifts,  and  sing  before  his  throne ! 

2  Man  drew  from  man  his  birth ; 

But  God  his  noble  frame 
Built  of  the  ruddy  earth, 

Filled  with  celestial  flame. 
His  6ons  we  are,  by  him  are  led, 
Preserved  and  fed  with  tender  care. 


3  Then  to  his  portals  press 

In  your  divine  resorts  ; 
With  thanks  his  power  profess, 

And  praise  him  in  his  courts. 
How  good  !  how  pure !  his  mercies  last ; 
His  promise  past  is  ever  sure. 


72.    H.  M. 

COTTEEIU.. 

The  Resurrection  Celebrated. 

1  Awake,  ye  saints,  awake, 

And  hail  the  sacred  day ; 
In  loftiest  6ongs  of  praise 

Your  joyful  homage  pay ; 
Come,  bless  the  day    I  The  type  of  heaven's 
That  God  hath  blest,  |  Eternal  rest. 

2  On  this  auspicious  morn 

The  Lord  of  life  arose, 
And  burst  the  bars  of  death, 

And  vanquished  all  our  foes  ; 
And  now  he  pleads  I  And  reaps  the  fruit 
Our  cause  above,      |  Of  all  his  love. 

3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  ! 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings  ; 
And  earth,  in  humbler  strains, 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings  : 
Worthy  the  Lamb,     |  Through  endless  years 
That  once  was  6lain,  |  To  live  and  reign. 


SABBATH      WORSHIP 


71 


ITALIAN  HYMN.    6s  &  4s. 


F.   GIARDINI. 


U Allegretto.         _^^ 

. .  Come,  thou  Al-migh  -  ty  King !  Help  us  thy  name        to    sing ;  Help  us     to  praise  ! 


Father  all  glo  -  ri-ous,  O'er  all  vic-to-ri-ous,  Come  and  reign  over  us,  Ancient  of  days ! 
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73.     6  &  4s. 

Solemn  Invocation. 


dobeu/s  coix. 


2  Come,  thou  all-gracious  Lord ! 
By  heaven  and  earth  adored, 

Our  prayer  attend  ! 
Come,  and"  thy  people  bless  ; 
Give  thy  good  word  success ; 
Make  thine  own  holiness 

On  us  descend ! 

3  Never  from  us  depart ; 
Rule  thou  in  every  heart, 

Hence,  evermore ! 
Thy  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore ! 


74.     6s  &  4s. 

Power  of  Divine  Light. 

1  May  all  our  powers  of  mind, 
To  God,  our  Father  kind, 
An  anthem  raise : 


H.   BALLOU. 


Whose  cloud  of  glory  bright, 
With  beams  of  heavenly  light, 
Dispels  the  gloom  of  night : 
O  sing  his  praise. 


The  God  of  truth  and  grace 
Unveils  his  radiant  face, 

And  breaks  the  power 
Of  superstition's  chain ; 
His  grace  shall  ever  reign, 
And  righteousness  maintain, 

While  we  adore. 


As  morning's  opening  ray 
Drives  darkness  far  away, 

Behold,  his  love 
Our  night  of  sin  illumes, 
Our  hatred  all  consumes, 
Each  heart  with  grace  perfumes, 

In  courts  above. 


72 


SAB  BATH     WORSHIP. 


GARDINER.     8s.  thomas  clark. 

,     Grazioso. 

..     O  come,   let    us    sing    to    the  Lord,     In    God,  our      sal  -  va  -  tion   re-joice; 

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2.    Je  -  ho  -  vah    is     God,  and  he  reigns,  The  God      of      all  gods,  on    his  throne . 


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The  strength  of  the  hills  he  maintains;     The  ends  of     the  earth  are 


In  psalms  of    thanksgiving      re 

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75.  8s. 

ANONYMOUS. 

0  come,  let  us  sing. 

3  0  come,  let  us  worship  and  kneel 

Before  our  Creator,  our  God — 
The  people  who  serve  him  with  zeal, 
The  sheep  who  his  pastures  have  trod  ! 

4  To  him,  let  us  hearken  to-day, — 

The  voice  that  yet  speaks  from  above, — 
And  all  his  commandments  obey, 
For  he  that  ordained  them  is  love. 

CHANT. 


76.  8s. 

HART. 

Our  God  forever  and  ever. 

1  This  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 

Our  faithful  unchangeable  Friend, 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  power, 
And  knows  neither  measure  nor  end. 

2  'Tis  Jesus,  the  first  and  the  last, 

Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home ; 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 


Father, to  us, thy  children, 
humbly  kneeling,  Conscious 
of  weakness,  ignorance, 


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Give  such  a  force  of  holy 
tho't  and  feeling  That 
sin      and    shame,     we  may  live  to  glori  - 


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77.  n  &  ios. 

J.   F.   CLARKE. 

Divine  mercy  implored. 


2  That  we  may  conquer  base  desire  and  passion, 

That  we  may  rise  from  selfish  |  thought  and  |  will, 
O'ercome  the  world's  allurement,  threat,  and  fashion, 
Walk  humbly,  gently,  leaning  |  on  thee  |  still. 

3  Let  all  thy  goodness  by  our  minds  be  seen, 

Let  all  thy  mercy  on  our  |  souls  be  |  sealed  ; 
Lord,  if  thou  wilt,  thy  power  can  make  us  clean, 

0,  speak  the  word !  Thy  servants  |  shall  be  |  healed. 


SABBATH     WORSHIP. 


73 


RAPTURE.     C.  P.  M. 


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t*»      Allegretto. 
1.     I     sing    of    God,  tho    migh-tv    source   Of    all  things,  the     stu  -  pendous  force 

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2.  The  world,  the  clust'ring  spheres,  he  made,  The  glorious    light,  the     soothing  shade. 

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On  which  all  things  de  -  pend  ;  From  whose    right  arm,     be    -    neath    whose  eyes, 


Dale,  plain,  and  grove,  and  hill;  The  mul      -      ti  -  tu  -    di 


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All      pe  -  riod,  power,  and  en  -  ter  -  prise  Com  -  mence,      and  reign,     and    end. 
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Where  na  -  ture     joys    in    6e  -  cret      bliss,  And  wis 
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78.  C.  p.  M. 

The  greatness  of  God. 

3  Tell  them,  I  AM,  Jehovah  said 

To  Moses,  while  earth  heard  in  dread, 

And,  smitten  to  the  heart, 
At  once  above,  beneath,  around, 
All  nature,  without  voice  or  sound, 

Replied,  O  Lord,  thou  akt  ! 

79.  c.  p.  M. 

MERRIC 

Sabbath  Praise. 
1  The  joyful  morn,  my  God,  is  come, 
That  calls  me  to  thy  hallowed  dome, 
Thy  presence  to  adore ; 

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My  feet  the  summons  shall  attend, 
With  willing  steps  thy  courts  ascend, 
And  tread  the  sacred  floor. 

2  With  joy  shall  I  behold  the  day, 
That  calls  my  thirsting  soul  away 

To  dwell  among  the  blest ! 
For,  lo  !  my  great  Redeemer's  power 
Unfolds  the  everlasting  door, 

And  leads  me  to  his  rest ! 

3  Ilither,  from  earth's  remotest  end, 
Lo  !  the  redeemed  of  God  ascend, 

Their  tribute  hither  bring  ; 
Here,  crowned  with  everlasting  joy, 
In  hymns  of  praise  their  tongues  employ, 

And  hail  th'  immortal  Kins:. 


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SABBATH     WORSHIP 


DALSTON.     S.  P.  M. 


mm 


Et 


A.   WILLIAMS. 


3=tZS 


SZ 


1.  How  pleased  and  blest  was  I  To  hear  the  people  cry,  'Come,let  us  seek  our  God  to-day!' 

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Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal,  We'll  haste  to  Zion's  Hill,  And  there  our  tows  and  honors  pay. 


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80.  s.p.m. 

WATTS. 

Delight  in  the  House  of  God. 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorned  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  Gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest : 
The  man  that  seeks  thy  peace, 
And  wishes  tbine  increase, 

A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest ! 

81.  S.P.M. 

WATTS 

TJie  Majesty  of  God. 

1  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
And  royal  state  maintains, 


His  head  with  awful  glories  crowned, 
Arrayed  in  robes  of  light, 
Begirt  with  sovereign  might, 

And  rays  of  majesty  around. 


2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  securely  stands, 

And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  word  ; 
Thy  throne  was  fixed  on  high, 
Ere  stars  adorned  the  sky ; 

Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 


3  Thy  promises  are  true  ; 

Thy  grace  is  ever  new  ; 
There  fixed,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove: 

Thy  saints,  with  holy  fear, 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 


god's  perfection    and  providence. 


75 


DUKE  STREET.     L.  M. 


J.    IIATTON. 


VfiZZfi 


1 .  Lord  of  all    be  -  ing,  'throned  a  -  far,   Thy    glo  -  ry  flames  from    sun    and      star  : 
fl  =4    t    ;■  I  gJ-i+T+P-^g  lelri     d     d-f-S— =J-T  ^iB-t-g-i: 


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Cen  -  tre    and  soul    of      eve  -  ry    sphere,  Yet  to  each  lov    -    ing  heart  how  near  ! 

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©Q.      L.    M.  0.  W.  HOLMES. 

Sabbath  Hymn  to  the  Deity. 

2  Sun  of  our  life,  thy  wakening  ray 
Sheds  on  our  path  the  glow  of  day ; 
Star  of  our  hope,  thy  softened  light 
Cheers  the  long  watches  of  the  night. 

3  Our  midnight  is  thy  smile  withdrawn; 
Our  noontide  is  thy  gracious  dawn  ; 
Our  rainbow  arch  thy  mercy's  sign  ; 
All,  save  the  clouds  of  sin,  are  thine ! 

4  Lord  of  all  life,  below,  above, 

Whose  lifflit  is  truth,  whose  warmth  is  love, 
Before  thy  ever-blazing  throne 
We  ask  no  lustre  of  our  own. 

5  Grant  us  thy  truth  to  make  us  free, 
And  kindling  hearts  that  burn  for  thee, 
Till  all  thy  living  altars  claim 

One  holy  light,  one  heavenly  flame  ! 

83.    L.  M. 

KIPPIS. 

God  Incomprehensible. 

1  Great  God  !  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 
Attempts  to  look  thy  nature  through  ; 
Our  laboring  powers  with  reverence  own 
Thy  glories  never  can  be  known. 

2  Not  the  high  seraph's  mighty  thought, 
Who  countless  years  his  God  has  sought, 
Such  wondrous  height  or  depth  can  find, 
Or  fully  trace  thy  boundless  mind. 


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3  And  yet  thy  kindness  deigns  to  show 
Enongh  for  mortal  minds  to  know  : 
While  wisdom,  goodness,  power  divine, 
Through  all  thy  works  and  conduct  shine. 

4  O  !  may  our  souls  with  rapture  trace 
Thy  works  of  nature  and  of  grace  ; 
Explore  thy  sacred  truth,  and  still 
Press  on  to  know  and  do  thy  will. 

84.    L.  M. 

AN0XTM0C3. 

God  Eternal  and  Unchangeable. 

1  All-powerful,  self-existent  God, 

Who  all  creation  dost  sustain  ! 
Thou  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come, 
And  everlasting  is  thy  reign. 

2  Fountain  of  being !  Source  of  good, 

Immutable  thou  dost  remain ; 
Nor  can  the  shadow  of  a  change 
Obscure  the  glories  of  thy  reign. 

3  Yon  shining  orbs  may  leave  their  course, 

The  sun  his  destined  path  forsake, 
And  burning  desolation  mark 

Amid  the  worlds  his  devious  track  : 

4  Earth  may  with  all  her  powers  dissolve, 

If  such  the  great  Creator's  will ; 
But  thou  forever  art  the  same; 
I  AM  is  thy  memorial  still. 


god's  perfection  and  providence. 


ARCADIA.    L.  M.,  or  6  lines  by  repeating. 

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1.  Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through;  Thine  eye  commands  with  piercing  view, 

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My    ris  -  ing  and    my     rest  -  ing  hours,  My    heart  and  flesh  with      all  their  powers. 


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85.  L-  M. 

WATTS. 

Omniscience  of  God. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 
He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand, 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand  : 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  0  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
"Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ; 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 

86.  I"  M. 

STERUNO. 

Praise  to  the  God  of  all. 

1  O  source  divine,  and  life  of  all, 

The  fount  of  being's  wondrous  sea  ! 

Thy  depth  would  every  heart  appall, 

That  saw  not  love  supreme  in  thee. 

2  We  shrink  before  thy  vast  abyss, 

Where  worlds  on  worlds  eternal  brood 
We  know  thee  truly  but  in  this — 
That  thou  bestowest  all  our  good. 


3  And  so,  'mid  boundless  time  and  space, 

O,  grant  us  still  in  thee  to  dwell, 
And  through  the  ceaseless  web  to  trace 
Thy  presence  working  all  things  well  ! 

4  Nor  let  thou  life's  delightful  play 

Thy  truth's  transcendent  vision  hide  ; 
Nor  strength  and  gladness  lead  astray 
From  thee,  our  nature's  only  guide. 

5  Bestow  on  every  joyous  thrill 

Thy  deeper  tone  of  reverent  awe  ; 
Make  pure  thy  children's  erring  will, 
And  teach  their  hearts  to  love  thy  law ; 
87.   L.  M. 

ROSCOE. 

Praise  and  Obedience. 

1  Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise 

To  God,  whose  goodness  ceaseless  flows, 
Who  dwells  enthroned  above  the  skies, 
And  life  and  breath  on  all  bestows. 

2  Let  all  of  good  this  bosom  fires, 

To  him,  sole  good,  give  praises  due ; 
Let  all  the  truth  himself  inspires, 
Unite  to  sing  him  only  true. 

3  In  ardent  adoration  joined, 

Obedient  to  thy  holy  will, 
Let  all  our  faculties  combined, 

Thy  just  commands,  0  God!  fulfil. 


god's  perfection  and  providence. 


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88.     L-  M.    6  lines. 

W.    BA 

Perfection  of  God. 

1  Thou  art,  almighty  Lord  of  all, 

From  everlasting  still  the  same  ; 
Before  thee  dazzling  seraphs  fall, 

And  veil  their  faces  in  a  flame, 
To  see  such  bright  perfections  glow — 
Such  floods  of  glory  from  thee  flow. 

2  What  mortal  hand  shall  dare  to  paint 

A  semblance  of  thy  glory,  Lord  ? 
The  brightest  rainbow-tints  are  faint  ; 

The  brightest  stars  of  heaven  aflbrd 
But  dim  effusions  of  those  rays 
Of  light  that  round  Jehovah  blaze. 

3  The  sun  himself  is  but  a  gleam, 

A  transient  meteor,  from  thy  throne 
And  every  frail  and  fickle  beam 

That  ever  in  creation  shone, 
Is  nothing,  Lord,  compared  to  thee 
In  thy  own  vast  immensity. 

4  But  though  thy  brightness  may  create 

All  worship  from  the  hosts  above, 
What  most  thy  name  must  elevate 

Is,  that  thou  art  a  God  of  love  ; 
And  mercy  is  the  central  sun 
Of  all  thy  glories  joined  in  one. 


89.    L.M. 

ANOJfTMOCS. 

Majesty  of  God. 

1  Come,  0  my  soul !  in  sacred  lays, 
Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise  ; 

But  oh  !  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame  ? 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  ? 

2  Enthroned  amidst  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory,  like  a  garment  wears  ; 

To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Omnipotence  with  wisdom  shines  ; 

His  works,  thro'  all  his  wondrous  frame, 
Bear  the  great  impress  of  his  name. 

4  Kaised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing  ; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  listening  worlds  repeat  the  song. 


90.    L.  M. 

A50XYM0US. 

The  Light  from  Above. 

Eternal  God,  thou  light  divine, 
Fountain  of  unexhausted  love, 

0,  let  thy  glories  on  me  shine, 

In  earw  beneath,  from  heaven  above. 
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2  Thou  art  the  weary  wanderer's  rest, 

Give  me  the  easy  yoke  to  bear; 
With  steadfast  patience  arm  my  breast, 
With  spotless  love  and  lowly  fear. 

3  Be  thou,  0  Rock  of  Ages,  nigh ! 

So  shall  each  murmuring  thought  be  gone, 
And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care  shall  fly, 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  sun. 

•i  Speak  to  my  warring  passions,  "  Peace  ;" 
Say  to  my  trembling  heart,  "  Be  still ;" 
Thy  power  my  strength  and  fort!' 
For  all  things  serve  thy  holy  will. 

91.    I-M. 

LANGE. 

The  Source  of  Life. 

1  Unchangeable,  all-perfect  Lord  ! 

Essential  life's  unbounded  sea  ! 
What  lives  and  moves,  lives  by  thy  word ; 
It  lives,  and  moves,  and  is,  from  thee  ! 

2  Whate'er  in  earth,  or  sea,  or  sky, 

Or  shuns,  or  meets,  the  wandering  thought, 
Escapes,  or  strikes,  the  searching  eye, 
By  thee  was  to  existence  brought. 

3  And  to  thy  love  and  ceaseless  care, 

Father  !  this  light,  this  breath,  we  owe  ; 
And  all  we  have,  and  all  we  are, 

From  thee,  great  Source  of  Life  !  doth  flow. 

92.      C.  ML 

MOJJTQOMEBT 

Truth  and  Goodness  of  God. 

1  Faithful,  0  Lord,  thy  mercies  are, 

A  rock  that  cannot  move  ; 
A  thousand  promises  declare 
Thy  constancy  of  love. 

2  Who  trusted  in  thy  words  of  old, 

Were  never  put  to  shame ; 
And  as  thy  purposes  unfold, 
Thy  truth  is  still  the  same. 

3  Thou  waitest  to  be  gracious  still ; 

Thou  dost  with  sinners  bear, 
That,  saved,  we  may  thy  goodness  feel, 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 

4  Its  streams  the  whole  creation  reach, 

So  plenteous  is  the  store  ; 
Enough  for  all,  enough  for  each, 
Enough  forevermore. 

5  Throughout  the  universe  it  reigns  ; 

It  stands  forever  sure  ; 
And  while  thy  truth,  0  God,  remains, 
Thy  goodness  shall  endure. 


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EUSTIS.    C.   M 

Adagio  Sostenuto, 


MORNINGTON. 


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93.  C.  M. 

THOMSON. 

All-embracing  Providence  of  God. 

2  If,  on  the  wings  of  morn,  we  speed, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
Thy  hand  will  there  our  footsteps  lead, 
Thy  love  our  path  surround. 

3  Thy  power  is  in  the  ocean  deeps, 

And  reaches  to  the  skies  ; 
Thine  eye  of  mercy  never  sleeps, 
Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

4  In  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time, 

On  thee  our  hopes  depend ; 
Through  every  age,  in  every  clime, 
Our  Father,  and  our  Friend  ! 

94.  C.  M. 

STERNHOLD. 

Majesty  of  God. 

1  The  Lord  descended  from  above, 

And  bowed  the  heavens  most  high, 
And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
The  darkness  of  the  sky. 

2  On  cherubim  and  seraphim 

Full  royally  he  rode, 
And  on  the  wings  of  mighty  winds 
Came  flying  all  abroad. 

3  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 

Their  fury  to  restrain, 
And  he,  as  'sovereign  Lord  and  King, 
Forevermore  shall  reign. 


95.  c.  M. 

VAU 

Universal  Praise. 

1  O,  all  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 

His  glorious  acts  proclaim  ; 
The  fullness  of  his  grace  record, 
And  magnify  his  name. 

2  His  love  is  great — his  mercy  sure, 

And  faithful  is  his  word  ; 

His  truth  forever  6hall  endure ; 

Forever  praise  the  Lord  ! 

96.  c.  m. 

PAT] 

Te  Deum. 

1  0  God !  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 

That  thou  the  only  Lord, 
And  everlasting  Father  art, 
By  all  the  earth  adored, 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud ; 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 
Both  cherubim  and  seraphim, 
Continually  do  cry. 

3  0  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey  ! 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  tilled 
Of  thy  majestic  sway. 


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97.    c.  M. 

Q.   BURDER. 

God  is  Love. 

1  Come,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord  ! 

And  raise  your  souls  above ; 
Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord 
To  sing  that — God  is  love. 

2  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares, 

And  all  his  mercies  prove ; 
While  Christ,  th'  atoning  Lamb  appears, 
To  show  that — God  is  love. 

3  Behold  his  loving-kindness  waits 

For  those  who  from  him  rove, 
And  calls  of  mercy  reach  their  hearts, 
To  teach  them — God  is  love. 

4  The  work  begun  is  carried  on, 

By  power  from  heaven  above  ; 
And  every  step,  from  first  to  last, 
Proclaims  that — God  is  love. 

5  Oh  !  may  we  all,  while  here  below, 

This  best  of  blessings  prove  ; 
Till  warmer  hearts,  in  brighter  worlds, 
Shall  shout  that — God  is  love. 


98.    CM. 

ANCIENT   CATH.  HTMN. 

God's  All- Embracing  Love. 

1  Thou  Grace  divine,  encircling  all ! 

A  soundless,  shoreless  sea  ; 
Wherein  at  last,  our  souls  shall  fall ; 
O  Love  of  God,  most  free. 

2  When  over  dizzy  steeps  we  go, 

One  soft  hand  blinds  our  eyes  ; 
The  other  leads  us  safe  and  slow, 
O  Love  of  God  most  wise ! 

3  And  though  we  turn  us  from  thy  face, 

And  wander  wide  and  long, 
Thou  hold'st  us  still  in  thine  embrace, 
O  Love  of  God  most  strong  ! 

4  The  saddened  heart,  the  restless  soul, 

The  toil-worn  frame  and  mind, 
Alike  confess  thy  sweet  control, 
O  Love  of  God  most  kind  ! 

5  But  not  alone  thy  care  we  claim, 

Our  wayward  steps  to  win ; 
We  know  thee  by  a  dearer  name, 
O  Love  of  God  within. 

6  And  filled  and  quickened  by  thy  breath, 

Our  souls  are  strong  and  free, 
To  rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  death, 
O  Love  of  God,  to  thee! 


99.    C.  M. 

0.    BURGESS. 

God  our  Protector  and  Guide. 

1  When  forth  from  Egypt's  trembling  strand, 

The  tribes  of  Israel  sped, 
And  Jacob  in  the  stranger's  land, 
Departing  banners  spread  : 

2  Then  One,  amid  their  thick  array, 

His  kingly  dwelling  made, 
And  all  along  the  desert  way, 
Their  guiding  sceptre  swayed. 

3  The  sea  beheld,  and  struck  with  dread, 

Rolled  all  its  billows  back  ; 
And  Jordan,  through  his  deepest  bed, 
Revealed  their  destined  track. 

4  What  ailed  thee,  O  thou  mighty  sea, 

And  rolled  thy  waves  in  dread  ? 
What  bade  thy  tide,  0  Jordan  flee, 
And  bare  its  deepest  bed  ? 

5  0  earth,  before  the  Lord,  the  God 

Of  Jacob,  tremble  still  ; 
Who  makes  the  waste  a  watered  sod, 
The  flint  a  gushing  rill. 

100.    c.  M. 

BRYANT. 

Divine  aid  implored. 

1  0  God  !  whose  dread  and  dazzling  brow 

Love  never  yet  forsook, 
On  those  who  seek  thy  presence  now, 
In  deep  compassion  look. 

2  For  many  a  frail  and  erring  heart 

Is  in  thy  holy  sight, 
And  feet  too  willing  to  depart 
From  the  plain  way  of  right. 

3  Yet  pleased  the  humble  prayer  to  hear, 

And  kind  to  all  that  live ; 
Thou,  when  thou  seest  the  contrite  tear, 
Art  ready  to  forgive. 

4  Lord  !  aid  us  with  thy  heavenly  grace, 

Our  truest  bliss  to  find; 
Nor  sternly  judge  our  erring  race, 
So  feeble,  and  so  blind. 


101.    C.  M. 

Divine  Love. 


MOSES  BALLOU. 


1  Come,  listen  to  the  voice  of  God, 

In  ocean,  earth  and  air ; 
The  hill  and  vale,  the  field  and  flood, 
Divinest  love  declare. 

2  It  shines  in  every  solar  beam, 

And  falls  in  every  shower; 

Unfolds  in  every  crystal  stream, 

And  every  budding  flower. 

3  But  in  the  gospel  of  his  grace, 

It  takes  a  deeper  tone : 
Restoring  sinners  of  our  race, 
It  calls  them  all  its  own. 


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GENEVA.    C.  M. 

Moderate.  


JOHN   COLE. 


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102.    C.  M, 

Divine  Mercies  through  Life. 


ADDISON. 


1  When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 

My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed ; 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

3  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4  Ten  thousand,  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

5  Through  every  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  1'H  pursue; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 


103.    C.  M. 

H.   K.  WHH 

God  over  All. 

1  The  Lord  our  God  is  Lord  of  all ; 

His  station  who  can  find  ? 
I  hear  him  in  the  waterfall ; 
I  hear  him  in  the  wind. 

2  If  in  the  gloom  of  night  I  shroud, 

His  face  I  cannot  fly  ; 
I  see  him  in  the  evening  cloud, 
And  in  the  morning  sky. 

3  He  lives,  he  reigns  in  every  land, 

From  winter's  polar  snows, 
To  where,  across  the  burning  sand, 
The  blasting  meteor  glows. 

4  He  smiles,  we  live- ;  he  frowns,  we  die 

We  hang  upon  his  word  ; 
He  rears  his  mighty  arm  on  high, 
We  fall  before  his  sword. 


5  He  bids  his  gales  the  fields  deform, 
Then,  when  his  thunders  cease, 
He  paints  his  rainbow  on  the  storm, 
And  lulls  the  winds  to  peace. 


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A  Holy  God. 

2  When  Israel  was  his  church, 

When  Aaron  was  his  priest, 
When  Moses  cried,  when  Samuel  prayed, 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  sins, 

Nor  would  destroy  their  race ; 
And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known 
When  they  abused  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whose  grace  is  still  the  same ; 
Still  he's  a  God  of  holiness, 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 


105.   s.  m. 


God  our  Benefactor. 


MRS.   STEELE. 


1  My  Maker,  and  my  King ! 
To  thee  my  all  I  owe ; 


Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring 
Whence  all  my  blessings  flow. 


2  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 
On  thee  alone  I  live ; 
My  God  !  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  tongue  can  give. 


3  O  what  can  I  impart, 

When  all  is  thine  before  1 
Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart, 
The  gift,  alas,  how  poor ! 


4  Shall  I  withhold  thy  due  ? 

And  shall  my  passions  rove  ? 
Lord,  form  this  wretched  heart  anew, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  love. 

5  O  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine ; 
Let  all  my  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  my  days  be  thine. 


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AMITY.    H.  M 

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106.  H.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Rejoicing  in   God. 

2  Let  every  creature  join 

To  celebrate  his  name, 
And  all  their  various  powers 
Assist  the  exalted  theme : 
Let  nature  raise, 
From  every  tongue, 
A  general  song 
Of  grateful  praise. 

3  But  oh  !  from  human  tongues 

Should  nobler  praises  flow.; 
And  every  thankful  heart 
With  warm  devotion  glow  : 
Your  voices  raise, 
Above  the  rest ; 
Yc  highly  blest ! 
Declare  his  praise. 

107.  H.  M. 

DODDRIDGE. 

Faithfulness  of  God. 

1  The  promises  I  sing, 

Which  sovereign  love  hath  spoke ; 
Nor  will  the  eternal  King 

His  words  of  grace  revoke  : 
They  stand  secure    I    Not  Zion's  hill 
And  steadfast  still ;  )    Abides  so  sure. 

2  The  mountains  melt  away, 

When  once  the  Judge  appears, 
And  sun  and  moon  decay, 
That  measure  mortal  years  ; 


But  still  the  same,  |  The  promise  shines 
In  radiant  lines       |  Thro'  all  the  flame. 

108.  H.  M. 

J.  YOUNG. 

God's   Wondrous  Love. 

1  0,  for  a  shout  of  joy 

Loud  as  the  theme  we  sing  ! 
To  this  divine  employ 

Your  hearts  and  voices  bring  ; 
Sound,  sound  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  love,  th'  eternal  love  of  God. 

2  Unnumbered  myriads  stand, 

Of  seraphs  bright  and  fair, 
Or  bow  at  his  right  hand, 

And  pay  their  homage  there  ; 
But  strive  in  vain  with  loudest  chord, 
To  sound  the  wondrous  love  of  God. 

109.  H.  M. 

TATE  &  BRADY. 

Sing  Praise  to  God. 

1  Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy, 

Exalt  your  Maker's  fame ; 
His  praise  your  songs  employ 

Above  the  starry  frame ; 
Your  voices  raise,    I    And  seraphim, 
Ye  cherubim  |    To  sing  his  praise. 

2  United  zeal  be  shown, 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raise, 
Whose  glorious  name  alone 

Deserves  our  endless  praise. 
Earth's  utmost  ends,  I  His  glorious  sway 
His  power  obey :         [  The  eky  transcends. 


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SABBATH.     10s. 

Allegro  Moderate 


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Praise  to  the  God  of  all. 

2  Exhausfless  treasure  !  being  limitless  ! 
What  gaze  has  ever  pierced  thy  deep  abyss  ? 
Deep  fount  of  life  !  light  inaccessible  ! 

How  great  thy  power,  0  God,  what  tongue  can  tell  ? 

3  Thy  name  is  great,  thy  kingdom  in  us  dwell, 
Thy  will  constrain  and  feed  and  guide  us  well ; 
Spare  us,  redeem  us  in  the  evil  hour, 

For  thine  the  glory,  thine  the  rule,  the  power. 

111.  10s. 
God  not  afar  off. 

1  Father !  thy  wonders  do  not  singly  stand, 

Nor  far  removed  where  feet  have  seldom  strayed ; 
Around  us  ever  lies  the  enchanted  land, 

In  marvels  rich  to  thine  own  sons  displayed. 

2  In  finding  thee  are  all  things  round  us  found ! 

In  losing  thee  are  all  things  lost  beside  ! 
Ears  have  we,  but  in  vain  sweet  voices  sound, 
And  to  our  eyes  the  vision  is  denied. 

3  Open  our  eyes  that  we  that  world  may  see ! 

Open  our  ears  that  we  that  voice  may  hear ! 
And  in  the  spirit-land  may  ever  be, 
And  feel  thy  presence  with  us  always  near  ; 

4  No  more  to  wander  'mid  the  things  of  time, 

No  more  to  suffer  death  or  earthly  change ; 
But  with  the  Christian's  joy  and  faith  sublime, 
Through  all  thy  vast,  eternal  scenes  to  range. 


JONES  VEST. 


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FOUNTAIN.    C.  H.  M. 

Allegro  Moderate 


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ANONTMOU 

Surpassing  Glory  of  God. 

2  If  night's  blue  curtain  of  the  sky — 

With  thousand  stars  inwrought, 
Hung  like  a  royal  canopy 

With  glittering  diamonds  fraught — 
Be,  Lord,  thy  temple's  outer  vail, 
What  splendor  at  the  shrine  must  dwell ! 

3  The  dazzling  sun  at  noonday  hour — 

Forth  from  his  flaming  vase 


Flinging  o'er  earth  the  golden  shower 
Till  vale  and  mountain  blaze — 
But  shows,  O  Lord,  one  beam  of  thine  ; 
What,  then,  the  day  where  thou  dost  shine  ! 

4  0,  how  shall  these  dim  eyes  endure 

That  noon  of  living  rays  ! 
Or  how  our  spirits,  so  impure, 

Upon  thy  glory  gaze  ! 
Anoint,  0  Lord,  anoint  our  sight, 
And  fit  us  for  that  world  of  light. 


WORSHIP    WITH    NATURE. 


MEHUL.    L.  M. 


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113.    L.  M. 

Hymn  to  the  Deity. 
Waked  by  thy  hand,  the  morning  sun 

Pours  forth  to  thee  its  earlier  rays, 
And  spreads  thy  glories  as  it  climbs ; 

While  raptured  worlds  look  up  and  praise. 
And  groves,  and  vales,  and  rocks,  and  hills, 

And  every  flower,  and  every  tree, 
Ten  thousand  creatures  warm  with  life, 

Have  each  a  grateful  song  for  thee. 
But  man  was  formed  to  rise  to  heaven ; 

And  blest  with  reason's  clearer  light, 
He  views  his  Maker  through  his  works, 

And  glows  with  rapture  at  the  sight. 
Nor  can  the  thousand  songs  that  rise, 

Whether  from  air,  or  earth,  or  sea, 
So  well  repeat  Jehovah's  praise, 

Or  raise  such  sacred  harmony. 


114.    L.  M. 

Nature  and  the  Gospel. 


ANONYMOUS. 


"Let  there  be  light !"— When  from  on  high, 

O  God,  that  first  commandment  came, 
Forth  leaped  the  sun  ;  and  earth  and  sky 

Lay  in  his  light  and  felt  his  flame. 
"Let  there  be  light !"— The  light  of  grace 

And  truth,  a  darkling  world  to  bless, 
Came  with  thy  word,  when  on  our  race 

Broke  forth  the  sun  of  righteousness. 
[8] 


3  Light  of  our  souls  !  how  strong  it  grows  : 

That  sun,  how  wide  his  beams  he  flings, 
As  up  the  glorious  sky  he  goe3 

With  light  and  healing  in  his  wings  ! 

4  Give  us  that  light !     O  God,  'tis  given  ! 

Hope  sees  it  open  heaven's  wide  halls 

To  those  who  for  the  truth  have  striven  ; 

And  faith  walks  firmly  where  it  falls. 


115.    L.  M. 

MRS.   OPH 

The  Voice  of  Creation. 

1  There  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale, 

A  tongue  in  every  opening  flower, 
Which  tells,  O  Lord,  the  wondrous  tale 

Of  thy  indulgence,  love,  and  power ; 
The  birds,  that  rise  on  quivering  wing, 

Appear  to  hymn  their  Maker's  praise, 
And  all  the  mingling  sounds  of  Spring 

To  thee  a  general  anthem  raise. 

2  And  shall  my  voice,  great  God,  alone 

Be  mute  'midst  nature's  loud  acclaim, 
Nor  let  my  heart,  with  answering  tone, 

Breathe  forth  in  praise  thy  holy  name  ? 
All  nature's  debt  is  small  to  mine, 

For  nature  soon  shall  cease  to  be  ; 
But — matchless  proof  of  love  divine— 

Thou  gav'st  immortal  life  to  me. 


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GERMANY.    L.  M. 

SoMennto. 


BEETHOVEN. 


1.  Thou,  Lord,  who  rear'st  the  mountain's  height,  And  mak'6t  the  cliffs  with  sunshine  bright, 


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116.    L-  M. 

God's   Works. 


J.   STERLING. 


2  "With  forests  huge,  of  dateless  time, 
Thy  will  has  hung  each  peak  sublime  ; 
But  withered  leaves  beneath  the  tree 
Have  tongues  that  tell  as  loud  of  thee. 

3  Teach  us  that  not  a  leaf  can  grow 
Till  life  from  thee  within  it  flow ; 
That  not  a  grain  of  dust  can  be, 
O  fount  of  being !  save  by  thee  ; 

4  That  every  human  word  and  deed, 
Each  flash  of  feeling,  will,  or  creed, 
Hath  solemn  meaning  from  above, 
Begun  and  ended  all  in  love. 

117.    L-  M. 

MRS.   POLLEN. 

Divine  Goodness  seen  in  Nature. 

1  God,  thou  art  good  !  each  perfumed  flower, 

The  waving  field,  the  dark  green  wood, 
The  insect  fluttering  for  an  hour, — 
All  things  proclaim  that  God  is  good. 

2  I  hear  it  in  each  breath  of  wind  : 

The  hills  that  have  for  ages  stood, 

And  clouds  with  gold  and  silver  lined, 

All  still  repeat  that  God  is  good. 


3  The  countless  hosts  of  twinkling  stars, 

That  sing  his  praise  with  light  renewed 
The  rising  sun  each  day  declares, 
In  rays  of  glory,  God  is  good. 

4  The  moon  that  walks  in  brightness  says 

That  God  is  good  !  and  man,  endued 
"With  power  to  speak  his  Maker's  praise, 
Doth  still  repeat  that  God  is  good. 


118.    L.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

TJie  Great  Temple. 

1  Though  wandering  in  a  stranger  land, 
Though  on  the  waste  no  altar  stand, 
Take  comfort !  thou  art  not  alone, 
While  faith  has  marked  thee  for  her  own. 

2  Wouldst  thou  a  temple  1  look  above, — 
The  heavens  strdtch  over  all  in  love  ; 
A  book  ?  for  thine  evangel  scan 

The  wondrous  history  of  man. 

3  And  though  no  organ-peal  be  heard, 
In  harmony  the  winds  are  stirred ; 
And  there  the  morning  stars  upraise 
Their  ancient  songs  of  deathless  praise. 


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119.    L.M. 

TATE  4  BRADY. 

God's  Dominion  in  Nature. 

1  "With  glory  clad,  with  strength  arrayed, 

The  Lord  that  o'er  all  nature  reigns, 
The  world's  foundation  strongly  laid, 
And  the  vast  fabric  still  sustains. 

2  How  sure  established  is  thy  throne 

"Which  shall  no  change  or  period  see ; 
For  thou,  0  Lord,  and  thou  alone, 
Art  God  from  all  eternity. 

3  The  floods,  0  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice, 

And  toss  the  troubled  waves  on  high  ; 
But  God  above  can  still  their  noise, 
And  make  the  angry  sea  comply. 


120.    L.  M. 

BOWBora. 

Evening   Worship  with  Nature. 

1  How  shall  we  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light  ? 

How  all  thy  boundless  love  declare  ? 
Though  earth  is  veiled  in  shades  of  night, 
The  heaven  is  open  to  our  prayer. 

2  That  heaven,  so  bright  with  stars  and  suns, 

That  glorious  heaven  which  has  no  bound, 
Where  the  full  tide  of  being  runs, 
And  life  and  beauty  glow  around. 

3  0,  how  shall  thought  expression  find, 

All  lost  in  thine  immensity  ! 
How  shall  we  seek  thee,  glorious  Mind, 
Amid  thy  dread  infinity  ! 

4  But  thou  art  present  with  us  here  ; 

This  is  a  part  of  thy  domain  ; 
To  all  our  hearts  thou'rt  ever  near ; 
None  ever  seek  thy  face  in  vain. 

6  Help  us  to  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light, 
Help  us  thy  boundless  love  declare, 
And  while  we  look  to  thee  to-night, 
Aid  us,  and  hearken  to  our  prayer. 


131.    I*M. 

ADDISC 

All  thy   Works  Praise  Thee. 

1  The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  original  proclaim. 


Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Doth  his  Creator's  power  display  ; 
And  publishes  to  every  land 
The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 


2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  list'nim:  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 
Whilst  all  the  start  which  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 


WTiat  though,  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found ; 
In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice  ; 
For  ever  singing,  as  they  shine, — 
"The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 


132.     L.  M. 

Nature  a  Temple. 


T.  moohs. 


The  turf  shall  be  my  fragrant  shrine  ; 
My  temple,  Lord,  that  arch  of  thine  ; 
My  censer's  breath  the  mountain  airs, 
And  silent  thoughts  my  only  prayers. 
My  choir  shall  be  the  moon-lit  waves, 
When  murmuring  homeward  to  their  caves, 
Or  when  the  stillness  of  the  sea, 
E'en  more  than  music,  breathes  of  thee. 


I'll  seek,  by  day,  some  glade  unknown, 
All  light  and  silence,  like  thy  throne ; 
And  the  pale  stars  shall  be,  at  night, 
The  only  eyes  that  watch  my  rite. 
Thy  heaven,  on  which  'tis  bliss  to  look, 
Shall  be  my  pure  and  shining  book, 
Where  I  can  read,  in  words  of  flame, 
The  glories  of  thy  wondrous  name. 


There's  nothing  bright,  above,  below, 
From  flowers  that  bloom,  to  stars  that  glow, 
But  in  its  light  my  soul  can  see 
Some  feature  of  thy  Deity. 
There's  nothing  dark,  below,  above, 
But  in  its  gloom  I  trace  thy  love, 
And  meekfy  wait  that  moment  when 
Thy  touch  shall  turn  all  bright  again. 


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Goer's  Presence  in  Nature. 

When  day,  with  farewell  beams,  delays 
Among  the  opening  clouds  of  even, 

And  we  can  almost  think  we  gaze 
Through  golden  vistas  into  heaven ; 

Those  hues  that  mark  the  sun's  decline, 

So  soft,  so  radiant,  Lord,  are  thine. 


3  When  night,  with  wings  of  starry  gloom, 
O'ershadows  all  the  earth  and  skies, 
Like  some  dark,  beauteous  bird,  whose  plume 

Is  sparkling  with  unnumbered  dyes  ; 
That  sacred  gloom,  those  fires  divine, 
So  grand,  so  countless,  Lord,  are  thine. 


When  youthful  spring  around  us  breathes, 
Thy  spirit  warms  her  fragrant  sigh  ; 

And  every  flower  the  summer  wreathes 
Is  born  beneath  thy  kindling  eye. 

Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 

And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 


124.     L.  M.   61. 


MONTGOMERY. 


The  pre-eminent  Glory  of  God. 

Thy  glory,  Lord,  the  heavens  declare ; 

The  firmament  displays  thy  skill : 
The  changing  clouds,  the  viewless  air, 

Tempest  and  calm,  thy  word  fulfil : 
Day  unto  day  doth  utter  speech, 
And  night  to  night  thy  knowledge  teach. 
Though  voice  nor  sound  inform  the  ear, 

Well  known  the  language  of  their  song, 
When,  one  by  one  the  stars  appear, 

Led  by  the  silent  moon  alonjj; ; 
Till  round  the  earth,  from  all  the  sky, 
Thy  beauty  beams  on  every  eye. 
Waked  from  thy  touch,  the  morning  sun 

Comes  like  a  bridegroom  from  his  bower, 
And,  like  a  giant,  glad  to  run 

His  bright  career  with  speed  and  power  ; 
Thy  flaming  messenger,  to  dart 
Life  through  the  depths  of  nature's  heart. 
While  these  transporting  visions  shine 

Along  the  path  of  Providence, 
Glory  eternal,  joy  divine, 

Thy  word  reveals,  transcending  sense  : 
My  soul  thy  goodness  longs  to  see, 
Thy  love  to  man,  thy  love  to  me. 


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WARWICK.       C.    M.  STANLEY. 

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1.  Lord  !  when  my      raptured    thought  sur  -  veys  Cre  -  a  -  tion^s      beau  -  ties      o'er, 


All    na  -  ture    joins  to      teach    thy  praise,  And    bid       my      soul    a  -   dore. 


125.    CM. 

MRS.   STEELE, 

Creation  and  Providence. 

2  Where'er  I  turn  my  gazing  eyes, 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine  ; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise, 
And  speak  their  source  divine. 

3  On  me  thy  providence  hath  shone 

With  gentle,  smiling  rays  ; 
Oh  !  let  my  lips  and  life  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise. 

4  All  bounteous  Lord  !  thy  grace  impart ; 

Oh  !  teach  me  to  improve 
Thy  gifts,  with  ever  grateful  heart, 
And  crown  them  with  thy  love. 


126.    CM. 

The  Beautiful. 


0.    D.  STUART. 


1  The  world  has  much  of  beautiful, 

If  man  would  only  see  ; 
A  glory  in  the  beaming  stars, 
The  lowest  budding  tree ; 

2  A  splendor  from  the  farthest  east 

Unto  the  farthest  west ; 
Aye !  everything  is  beautiful, 
And  we  are  greatly  blest ! 

[8*] 


2  The  world  is  good  and  beautiful, 

We  all  may  know  it  well, 
For  there  are  many  thousand  tongues 

That  every  day  can  tell 
What  love  has  cheered  them  on  their  way, 

Each  earthly  ill  above  ; 
It  only  needs  a  goodly  heart 

To  know  that  all  is  love ! 

127.    CM. 

MONTGOMERY. 

The  Earth  Full  of  God. 

1  God  in  the  high  and  holy  place, 

Looks  down  upon  the  spheres  ; 
Yet  in  his  providence  and  grace 
To  every  eye  appears. 

2  He  bows  the  heavens ;  the  mountains  stand 

A  highway  for  our  God  : 
He  walks  amidst  the  desert  land ; 
'Tis  Eden  where  he  trod. 

3  The  forests  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 

Hark  !  on  the  evening  breeze, 
As  once  of  old,  the  Lord  God's  voice 
Is  heard  among  the  trees. 

4  If  God  hath  made  this  world  so  fair, 

Where  sin  and  death  abound, 
How  beautiful  beyond  compare 
Will  Paradise  be  found ! 


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138.    CM. 

BROWN. 

Universal  Goodness  of  God. 

2  It  fills  the  wide-extended  main, 

And  heavens  which  spread  more  wide 
It  drops  in  gentle  showers  of  rain, 
And  rolls  in  every  tide. 

3  Thro'  the  whole  earth  it  pours  supplies, 

Spreads  joy  through  every  part : 
0  may  such  love  attract  my  eyes, 
And  captivate  my  heart ! 

4  My  highest  admiration  raise, 

My  best  affections  move  ! 
Employ  my  tongue  in  6ongs  of  praise, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  love  ! 

129.    C  M. 

KEBLE. 

The  Book  of  Nature. 

1  There  is  a  book,  who  runs  may  read, 

Which  heavenly  truth  imparts; 
And  all  the  lore  its  scholars  need, 
Pure  eyes  and  willing  hearts. 

2  The  works  of  God,  above,  below, 

Within  us  and  around, 
Are  pages  in  that  book,  to  show 
How  God  himself  is  found. 


3  The  glorious  sky,  embracing  all, 

Is  like  the  Father's  love  ; 
Wherewith  encompassed,  great  and  small, 
In  peace  and  order  move. 

4  Thou  who  hast  given  us  eyes  to  6ee 

And  love  this  sight  so  fair, 
Give  to  us  hearts  to  find  out  thee, 
And  read  thee  everywhere. 

130.    c.  m. 

LUTHERAN   COLL. 

Goodness  of  God  in  his   Works. 

1  Hail,  great  Creator — wise  and  good  ! 

To  thee  our  songs  we  raise ; 
Nature  through  all  her  various  scenes, 
Invites  us  to  thy  praise. 

2  Thy  glory  beams  in  every  star, 

Which  gilds  the  gloom  of  night, 
And  decks  the  smiling  face  of  morn 
With  rays  of  cheerful  light. 

3  The  lofty  hill,  the  humble  lawn, 

With  countless  beauties  shine  ; 
The  silent  grove,  the  awful  shade, 
Proclaim  thy  power  divine. 

4  Great  nature's  God  !  still  may  these  6cenes 

Our  serious  hours  engage  ! 
Still  may  our  grateful  hearts  consult 
Thy  work's  instructive  page  ! 


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God's  Presence  Invoked. 

2  We  hear  thy  voice,  when  thunders  roll 
Through  the  wide  fields  of  air ; 

The  waves  obey  thy  dread  control ; 
Yet  still  thou  art  not  there. 

Where  shall  I  find  him,  0  my  soul, 
Who  yet  is  everywhere  ? 


3  0,  not  in  circling  depth  or  height, 
But  in  the  conscious  breast, 
Present  to  faith,  though  veiled  from  sight, 

There  does  his  spirit  rest. 
0,  come,  thou  Presence  Infinite, 
And  make  thy  creature  blest. 


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132.    H.  M. 

DE. 

Universal  Praise. 


I.  BALLOU,  2D. 


2  'Tis  he  the  mountains  crowns 

With  forests  waving  wide  ; 
'Tis  he  old  ocean  bounds, 

And  heaves  her  roaring  tide ; 
He  swells  the  tempests  on  the  main, 
Or  breathes  the  zephyr  o'er  the  plain. 

3  Still  let  the  Avaters  roar, 

As  round  the  earth  they  roll ; 
His  praise  forevermore 

They  sound  from  pole  to  pole. 
'Tis  nature's  wild,  unconscious  song, 
O'er  thousand  waves,  that  floats  along. 

4  His  praise,  ye  worlds  on  high, 

Display,  with  all  your  spheres, 
Amid  the  darksome  sky, 
When  silent  night  appears. 
O,  let  his  works  declare  his  name 
Through  all  the  universal  frame ! 

133.    H.  M. 

WATTI 

Praise  from  all  Creatures. 
1  Ye  tribes  of  Adam  join 

With  heaven,  and  earth,  and  6eas, 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praise  : 


Ye  holy  throng 

Of  angels  bright ! 

In  worlds  of  light, 
Begin  the  song. 

2  Thou  sun  with  dazzling  rays  ! 

And  moon  that  rules  the  night ! 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise, 
With  6tars  of  twinkling  light. 
His  power  declare, 
Ye  floods  on  high  ! 
And  clouds  that  fly 
In  empty  air ! 

3  The  shining  worlds  above 

In  glorious  order  stand, 
Or  in  swift  courses  move, 
By  his  supreme  command : 
He  spake  the  word, 
And  all  their  frame 
From  nothing  came 
To  praise  the  Lord. 

4  Let  all  the  nations  fear 

The  God  who  rules  above ; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  them  taste  his  love  : 
While  earth  and  sky 
Attempt  his  praise, 
His  saints  shall  raise 
His  honors  high. 


WORSHIP    WITH    NATURE. 


93 


NUREMBERG.     7s 

Choral. 

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134.  7s. 

R.    B.   WATEBSTON. 

God  in  Nature. 

2  God  is  present,  and  doth  shine 

Through  each  scene  beneath  the  sky, 
Kindling  with  a  light  divine, 
Every  form  that  meets  the  eye. 

3  Let  us  then  with  searching  mind, 

Seek  a  good  where'er  it  springs, 
We  shall  then  true  wisdom  find, 
Hidden  in  familiar  things. 

135.  7s. 

ANONYMOUS. 

God  is  Love. 

1  Earth  with  her  ten  thousand  flowers, 
Air,  with  all  its  beams  and  showers, 
Ocean's  infinite  expanse, 
Heaven's  resplendent  countenance ; 
All  around,  and  all  above, 

Hath  this  record — God  is  love. 

2  Sounds  among  the  vales  and  hills, 
In  the  woods  and  by  the  rills, 

Of  the  breeze  and  of  the  bird, 
By  the  gentle  murmur  stirr'd ; 
All  these  songs,  beneath,  above, 
Have  one  burden — God  is  love. 


All  the  hopes  and  fears  that  start 
From  the  fountain  of  the  heart ; 
All  the  quiet  bliss  that  lies 
In  our  human  sympathies  ; 
These  are  voices  from  above, 
Sweetly  whispering — God  is  love 


136.   7s. 

God  the  Creator. 


MONTGOMERY. 


1  Praise  the  high  the  holy  One  ! 

God  o'er  all,  the  first,  the  last : 
For  he  spake,  and  it  was  done  ; 
He  commanded,  it  stood  fast. 

2  At  his  word,  from  darkness  light, 

Harmony  from  discord  broke ; 
Weakness  started  into  might, 
Beauty  out  of  dust  awoke. 

3  Hallelujah,  praise  the  One 

God  o'er  all,  the  first,  the  last : 
For  he  spake,  and  it  was  done ; 
He  commanded,  it  stood  fast. 


94 


WORSHIP    WITH    NATURE. 


GODDARD.    7s. 

Maestoso. 


From  a  Chant  by  Dr.  CIIILDE. 


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Thee,    O       Pa  -  rent,     will        I      sing,      To     thy     feet      my      trib  -  ute    bring ! 


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137.    7s. 

WES 

God  the  Source  of  all. 

2  Source  of  light,  Thou  bid'st  the  sun 
On  his  burning  axles  run  ; 
Stars  like  dust  around  him  fly, 
Strew  the  area  of  the  sky  ; 
Fills  the  queen  of  solemn  night, 
From  his  vase,  her  orb  of  light ; 
Lunar  lustre,  thus  we  see, 
Solar  virtue  shines  by  thee. 


Father,  King,  whose  heavenly  face, 
Shines  serene  upon  our  race ; 
Mindful  of  thy  guardian  care, 
Slow  to  punish,  prone  to  6pare ; 
We  thy  majesty  adore, 
We  thy  well  known  aid  implore ; 
Not  in  vain  thy  aid  wo  call, 
Nothing  want,  for  thou  art  all ! 


138.    7s. 

J.  TATLOB. 

The  Divine  Glories  Celebrated. 

1  Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky ; 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiven, 
Man,  the  well-beloved  of  Heaven. 

2  Favored  mortals  !  raise  the  song ; 
Endless  thanks  to  God  belong  ; 
Hearts  o'erflowing  with  his  praise, 
Join  the  hymns  your  voices  raise. 

3  Mark  the  wonders  of  his  hand  ! 
Power  no  empire  can  withstand  ; 
Wisdom,  angel's  glorious  theme ; 
Goodness,  one  eternal  stream. 

4  Glorious  Being !  from  thy  throne 
Send  thy  promised  blessings  down ; 
Let  thy  light,  thy  truth,  thy  peace, 
Bid  our  raging  passions  cease. 


WORSHIP    WITH     NATURE. 


95 


WORTHING.     8s  &  7s. 


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139.     8&7s. 


LIVERPOOL   COLL. 

Universal.  Praise. 

2  Praise  the  Lord — for  he  hath  spoken ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed  ; 
Laws  which  never  shall  be  broken, 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord — for  he  is  glorious ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious, 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation, 

Hosts  on  high  his  power  proclaim ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Laud  and  magnify  his  name. 


140.     8  &  7s. 

ANON! 

Evening  Incense. 

1  On  the  dewy  breath  of  even, 

Thousand  odors  mingling  rise ; 
Borne  like  incense  up  to  heaven, — 
Nature's  evening  sacrifice. 


2  "With  her  favorite  offerings  blending, 

Let  our  glad  thanksgiving  be  ; 

To  thy  throne,  O  Lord,  ascending, 

Incense  of  our  hearts  to  thee. 

3  Thou,  whose  favors  without  number, 

All  our  days  with  gladness  bless  ; 

Let  thine  eye,  that  knows  no  slumber, 

Guard  our  hours  of  helplessness. 

141.    8  &  7s. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Rural  Gathering. 

1  Here  we  meet  with  joy  together, 

'Neath  the  shade  of  leafy  trees ; 
While  the  branches  make  sweet  music, 

Rustling  in  the  summer  breeze. 
Filled  with  love,  each  heart  rejoices, 

Breathing  forth  the  secret  prayer ; 
While  young  children's  sweet-toned  voices 

Float  upon  the  balmy  air. 

2  Hour  of  gladness,  scene  of  beauty  ! 

Radiant  all  around,  above  ; 
Speaking  to  the  soul  of  duty, 

Hope  and  faith,  and  heavenly  love. 
Day  of  happiness  and  pleasure, 

Ne'er  wilt  thou  forgotten  be  ! 
But  'mid  memory's  choicest  treasure, 

We  will  guard  and  cherish  thee. 


96 


THE    BIBLE. 


HUNTLEY.    C.  M. 

Slow  and  Soft. 


Arranged  from  BEETHOVEN. 


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142.     C.  M. 

BAB 

G7or#  o/  *Ae   JFore/. 

2  The  hand  that  gavo  it,  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
Its  truths  upon  the  nations  rise  ; 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 


4  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 
The  steps  of  him  I  love, 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view, 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 


143.    c.  M. 

Revelation   Welcomed. 


1.  Hail,  sacred  truth  !  whose  piercing  rays 
Dispel  the  shades  of  night, 
Diffusing  o'er  tho  mental  world 
The  healing  beam  of  light. 

2  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  with  friendly  aid, 
Restores  our  wandering  feet, 
Converts  the  sorrows  of  the  mind 
To  joys  divinely  sweet. 


3  O,  send  thy  light  and  truth  abroad 
In  all  their  radiant  blaze ; 
And  bid  the  admiring  world  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  grace. 


144.    C.  M. 

The  Bible  suited  to  our  wants. 

1  Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
Forever  be  thy  name'  adored, 
For  these  celestial  lines. 


2  'Tis  here  the  Saviour's  welcome  voice 
Speaks  heavenly  peace  around, 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys, 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 


3  O,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

4  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  forever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  here. 


THE    BIBLE. 


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145.    C.  M. 

BARTO 

Value  of  the  Scriptures. 

1   Word  of  the  ever-living  God  ! 
Will  of  his  glorious  Son  ! 
"Without  thee  how  could  earth  be  trod, 
Or  heaven  itself  be  won  ? 


2  Yet,  to  unfold  thy  hidden  worth, 
Thy  mysteries  to  reveal, 
That  Spirit  which  first  gave  thee  forth 
Thv  volume  must  unseal ! 


3  And  we,  if  we  aright  would  learn 
The  wisdom  it  imparts, 
Must  to  its  heavenly  teaching  turn 
With  simple,  childlike  hearts  ! 


146.    C.  M. 

WATTS. 

Comfort  from  the  Bible. 

1  Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 

My  lasting  heritage  ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  histories  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 


3  'Tis  a  broad  land,  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise, 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  Lies. 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest  ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest 


147.    C.  m. 

BART05. 

Sufficiency  of  the   Word. 

1  Lamp  of  our  feet !  whereby  we  trace 

Our  path,  when  wont  to  stray  ; 
Stream  from  the  Fount  of  heavenly  grace  ! 
Brook  by  the  traveller's  way  ! 

2  Bread  of  our  souls  !  whereon  we  feed  ; 

True  manna  from  on  high  ! 
Our  guide,  our  chart,  wherein  we  read 
Of  realms  beyond  the  sky. 


3  Pillar  of  fire,  through  watches  dark ! 

Or  radiant  cloud  by  day  !  [bark, 

When   waves   would   whelm   our   tossing 
Our  anchor  and  our  stay  ! 

4  Childhood's  preceptor  !  manhood's  trust ! 

Old  age's  firm  ally  ! 
Our  hope,  when  we  go  down  to  dust, 
Of  immortality ! 


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148.     C.  M. 

RIPPOX'S  COLL. 

The  Value  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  How  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

By  inspi-  |  ration  |  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  lead  our  |  souls  to  |  heaven. 

2  O'er  all  the  straight  and  narrow  way 

Its  radiant  |  beams  are  |  cast ; 
A  light  whose  never  weary  ray 
Grows  brightest  |  at  the  |  last. 
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3  It  sweetly  cheers  our  fainting  hearts 

In  this  dark  |  vale  of  |  tears  ; 
Life,  light,  and  comfort  it  imparts, 
And  calms  our  |  anxious  |  fears. 

4  This  lamp  through  all  the  dreary  night 

Of  life  shall  |  guide  our  |  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  glorious  light 
Of  never-  J  ending  |  day. 


98 


THE     BIBLE. 


BTJRCHMORE.    L.  M. 


S.    B.    BALL. 


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Yet  shine  not    to      thy  praise,  O   Lord,    So  bright-ly       as     thy     writ  -  ten  word. 

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149.  L.  M. 

SIR  E.   GRANT. 

Endurance  of  the   Word. 

2  The  hopes  that  holy  word  supplies, 
Its  truths  divine  and  precepts  wise — 
In  each  a  heavenly  beam  I  see, 
And  every  beam  conducts  to  thee. 

3  Almighty  Lord  !  the  sun  shall  fail, 
The  moon  forget  her  nightly  tale, 
And  deepest  silence  hush  on  high 
The  radiant  chorus  of  the  sky — 

4  But  fixed  for  everlasting  years, 
Unmoved  amid  the  wreck  of  spheres, 
Thy  word  shall  shine  in  cloudless  day, 

.  When  heaven  and  earth  have  passed  away. 

150.  l.  m. 

WATTS. 

Nature  and  Scripture  compared. 

1  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord; 

In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines  ; 

But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 

We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 

And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confess ; 
But,  lo,  the  volume  thou  hast  writ, 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  thro'  the  world  thy  truth  has  run; 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest, 
That  see  the  light  or  feel  tho  sun. 

4  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise  ; 

Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light : 
Thy  gospel  makes  tho  simple  wise  ; 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 


5  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  souls  renewed,  and  sins  forgiven  ; 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 


151.    L.  M. 

Glorious    Word. 


ANONYMOUS. 


1  When  Israel  through  the  desert  passed, 

A  fiery  pillar  went  before, 
To  guide  them  through  the  desert  waste, 
And  lessen  the  fatigues  they  bore. 

2  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,  O  God ! 

'Tis  for  our  light  and  guidance  given ; 
It  sheds  a  lustre  all  abroad, 

And  points  the  path  to  bliss  and  heaven. 

3  It  fills  the  soul  with  sweet  delight, 

And  quickens  its  inactive  powers  ; 
It  sets  our  wandering  footsteps  right, 
Displays  thy  love,  and  kindles  ours. 

4  Its  promises  rejoice  our  hearts  ; 

Its  doctrines  are  divinely  true  ; 
Knowledge  and  pleasure  it  imparts, 
And  comforts  and  instructs  us  too. 

152.     L.  M. 

BOWBEfQ. 

The   Gospel  Record. 

1  Upon  the  Gospel's  sacred  page 

The  gathered  beams  of  ages  shine ; 
And,  as  it  hasrens,  every  age 

But  makes  its  brightness  more  divine. 

2  On  mightier  wing,  in  loftier  flight, 

From  year  to  year  does  knowledge  soar; 
And,  as  it  soars,  the  Gospel  light 
Adds  to  its  influence  more  and  more. 


TOE    BIBLE. 


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3  More  glorious  still  as  centuries  roll, 

New  regions  blessed,  new  powers  unfurled, 
Expanding  with  th'  expanding  soul, 
Its  waters  shall  o'errlow  the  world — 


SHIRLAND.     S.  M, 


4  Flow  to  restore,  but  not  destroy  ; 

As  when  the  cloudless  lamp  of  day 
Pours  out  its  floods  of  light  and  joy, 
And  sweeps  each  lingering  mist  away. 


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And   life  and  light    con  -  vey. 


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153.  s.  M. 

WATTS. 

Perfection  of  God's   Word. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 

It  spreads  diviner  light; 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 
Forever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given  ! 
0  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

154.  s.  m. 

BEDDOME. 

Superiority  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  0  Lord,  thy  perfect  word 

Directs  our  steps  aright ; 
Nor  can  all  other  books  afford 
Such  profit  or  delight. 

2  Celestial  light  it  sheds, 

To  cheer  this  vale  below ; 
To  distant  lands  its  glory  spreads, 
And  streams  of  mercy  flow. 

3  True  wisdom  it  imparts  ; 

Commands  our  hope  and  fear ; 


O,  may  we  hide  it  in  our  hearts, 
And*  feel  its  influence  there. 


155.    s.  m. 

The  Bible. 


E.   TAYLOR. 


It  is  the  one  true  light, 

When  other  lamps  grow  dim, 
'Twill  never  burn  less  purely  bright, 

Nor  lead  astray  from  Him. 
It  is  Love's  blessed  band, 

That  reaches  from  the  throne 
To  Him — whoe'er  he  be — whose  hand 

Will  seize  it  for  his  own  ! 
It  is  the  golden  key 

Unto  celestial  wealth, 
Joy  to  the  sons  of  poverty, 

And  to  the  sick  man,  health  ! 
The  gently  proffered  aid 

Of  one  who  knows,  and  best 
Supplies  the  beings  he  has  made 

With  what  will  make  them  blest. 
It  is  the  sweetest  sound 

That  infancy  can  hear, 
Travelling  across  the  holy  ground, 

With  God  and  angels  near. 
There  rests  the  weary  head, 

There  age  and  sorrow  go  ; 
And  how  it  smoothes  the  dying  bed, 

O,  let  the  Christian  show  ! 


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156.  s.m. 

FAWCETT. 

The  Bible,  the  Guide  of  the  Young. 

2  Make  an  unguarded  youth 

The  object  of  thy  care ; 
Help  me  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 
And  flee  from  every  snare. 

3  My  heart,  to  folly  prone, 

Renew  by  power  divine ; 
Unite  it  to  thyself  alone, 
And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

4  Oh  !  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  warmest  thoughts  employ  : 
Be  this,  through  all  my  following  days, 
My  treasure  and  my  joy. 

5  To  what  thy  laws  impart, 

Be  my  whole  soul  inclined ; 
Come,  Saviour  !  dwell  within  my  heart, 
A.nd  sanctify  my  mind. 

157.  L.P.  M. 

WATTS. 

Delight  and  Instruction  from  the  Bible. 

1  I  love  the  volume  of  thy  word  ; 
What  light  and  joy  those  leaves  afford 

To  souls  benighted  and  distressed  ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way  ; 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray ; 

Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 

2  Thy  threatenings  wake  my  slumbering  eyes, 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies  ; 


But  'tis  thy  blessed  Gospel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward, 
3  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sin  restrain  ; 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 

And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 

158.    L.  M.  6  lines. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Prayer  for  the  Spirit  of  God's  Word. 

1  Inspirer  of  the  ancient  seers, 

Who  wrote  from  thee  the  sacred  page ! 
The  same  through  all  succeeding  years  ! 

To  us,  in  our  degenerate  age, 
The  spirit  of  thy  word  impart, 
And  breathe  its  life  into  our  heart. 

2  While  now  thine  oracles  we  read, 

With  earnest  prayer  and  strong  desire, 
O  let  thy  truth  from  thee  proceed, 

Our  souls  to  waken  and  inspire ; 
Our  weakness  help,  our  darkness  chase, 
And  guide  us  by  the  light  of  grace. 

3  Supplied  from  out  thy  treasury, 

O  may  we  always  ready  stand 
To  help  the  souls  redeemed  by  thee 

In  what  fheir  various  states  demand ; 
To  teach,  convince,  correct,  reprove, 
And  build  them  up  in  holiest  love. 


CHRIST — HIS    COMING. 


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Lento. 


N.    DEARINO. 
By  permission. 


1 .  Darkness    o'er  the  world  was    brooding,  Sad-der  than    E  -  gyptian    gloom ; 


Souls  by     myriads       lay    in     slumber        Deep     as      of      the      seal  -  ed      tomb. 

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The  Day-spring  from  on  High. 

2  Earth  had  lost  the  links  which  bound  it 
To  the  throne  of  light  above  ; 
Yet  an  eye  was  watching  o'er  it, 
And  that  eye  was  full  of  love. 


3  Like  a  glorious  beam  of  morning, 

Straight  a  ray  pierced  through  the  cloud, 
Spirits  mightily  awakening 
From  their  dark  and  heavy  shroud. 

4  Still  that  ray  shines  on  and  brightens, 

Chasing  mist  and  gloom  away ; 
Happy  they  on  whom  it  gathers 
With  its  full  and  perfect  day ! 


160.    8  &  7s.  H 

Blessings  of  Christ. 

1  Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus, 

Born  to  set  thy  people  free, 
Fro  in  our  fears  and  sin  release  us ; 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee  : 
Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 

Hope  of  all  our  souls  thou  art ; 
Dear  desire  of  every  nation, 

Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 

2  Bora  thy  people  to  deliver, 

Bora  a  child — and  yet  a  king ; 
Born  to  reign  in  us  forever, 

Now  thy  precious  kingdom  bring  : 
By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 


CHANT.    "Hear!  Father." 

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Hear  !  Father,  hear  our  prayer !  Thou  who  art  Pity  where  |  sorrow  pre- |  vaileth, 

Thou  who  art  Safety  when  mortal  help  faileth,  Strength  to  the  feeble,  and  |  Hope  to  despair. 

Hear !  Father,  |  hear  our  |  prayer  ! 

Hear  !  Father,  hear  our  prayer !  long  hath  thy  goodness  our  |  footsteps  at  -  |  tended  ; 
Be  with  the  Pilgrim  whose  journey  is  ended;  when  at  thy  summons  for  |  death  we  pre-  |  pare. 
Hear !  Father,  |  hear  our  |  prayer.     Amen.  [9*] 


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CHRIST — HIS    COMING. 


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BOWRING. 

Advent. 

2  Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray, 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Traveller !  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day, 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 

3  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends  ; 
Traveller !  blessedness  and  light, 
Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends. 

4  Watchman  !  will  its  beams  alone, 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller  !  ages  are  its  own, 
See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

5  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn  ; 

Traveller  !  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 

6  Watchman  !  let  thy  wanderings  cease, 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home ; 
Traveller  !  lo!  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Lo  !  the  Son  of  God  is  come. 

162.  7s. 

AXONYMOCS. 

The  Same. 
1  Hark  !  the  herald-angels  sing 
"  Glory  to  the  new-born  King  ! 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
Man  to  God  is  reconciled." 


2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  skies  ; 
With  th'  angelic  hosts  proclaim, 
"  Christ  is  born  in  Bethiehem." 

3  Mild,  he  lays  his  glories  by ; 
Bom,  that  man  no  more  may  die ; 
Born,  to  raiso  the  sons  of  earth ; 
Bora,  to  give  them  second  birth. 

4  Hail,  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace! 
Hail  the  Sun  of  Righteousness  1 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 

Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings. 


163.   c.  M. 

PATRICK 

The  Nativity. 

1  While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by 

ni<rht, 
All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "Fear  not,"  said  he — for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind  ; 
"Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring, 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 


CHRIST — HIS    COMING. 


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3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day, 

Is  born  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord, 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign : 

4  "  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find, 

To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  "a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph  ;  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 
Addressed  their  joyful  song: 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
Good  will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men, 
Begin,  and  never  cease  !" 

164.  C.  M. 

B.  H.   SEARS. 

Christmas  Hymn. 

1  Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night, 

Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
"Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains. 

2  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine, 

Send  back  the  glad  reply ; 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 

3  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm, 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

4  "  Glory  to  God  !"  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  ring — 
"  Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  men, 
From  heaven's  eternal  King !" 

5  Light  on  thy  hills,  Jerusalem  ! 

The  Saviour  now  is  born  ! 
And  bright  on  Bethlehem's  joyous  plains 
Breaks  the  first  Christmas  morn. 

165.  c.  M. 

DODDRIDGE. 

The  Advent  of  Christ. 

1  Hark,  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes, 

The  Saviour  promised  long  ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes,  the  pris'ners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  He  comes  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

4  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

Sing  Christmas  or  Aiitioch  to 


166.  C.  M. 

CROSWEIi. 

The  same. 

1  Now  gird  your  patient  loins  again, 

Your  wasting  torches  trim  ; 
The  chief  of  all  the  sons  of  men, 

Shall  we  not  welcome  him  i 
Fill  all  his  courts  with  sacred  songs, 

And  from  the  temple  wall, 
Wave  garlands  o'er  the  joyful  throngs 

That  crowd  his  festival ! 

2  And  still  more  freshly  in  the  mind, 

Store  up  the  hopes  sublime, 
Which  then  were  born  for  all  mankind, 

So  blessed  was  the  time ; 
And,  underneath  these  hallowed  eaves, 

A  Saviour  will  be  born, 
In  every  heart  that  him  receives, 

On  his  triumphal  morn. 

167.  c.  M. 

WATTS. 

The  Messiah's  Coming  and  Kinqdom. 

1  Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come  ! 

Let  earth  receive  her  King  ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  !  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 

Let  men  their  songs  emplov ; 
While  fields,  and  floods,  rocksjhills  and  plains, 
Kepeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 


168.    C.  M. 


W.   B.   ALGER. 


A   Christmas  Hymn. 

1  Jesus  has  lived !  and  we  would  bring 
The  world's  glad  thanks  to-day;  ° 

And  at  his  feet,  while  anthems  ring, 
The  grateful  offering  lay. 

2  Jesus  has  lived  !  and  his  pure  life, 
So  perfect  and  sublime, 

Shall  conquer  man's  dark  sin  and  strife, 
Through  every  rank  and  clime. 

3  Jesus  has  died  !  and  o'er  the  stars 
Gone  home  to  God  on  high  ; 

He  burst  the  grave's  cold  prison-bars, 
And  said,  "  Man  cannot  die." 

4  Jesus  yet  lives  !  and  oh  !  may  we, 
While  in  this  valley  dim, 

So  feel  our  immortality, 
That  we  may  be  like  him. 
the  Hymns  above. 


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169.    s.  M. 

E.  H.   CHAPIN. 

Hymn  for  Christmas. 

2  "  Glory  to  God  !"  repeat 

The  glad  earth  and  the  sea ; 
And  every  wind  and  billow  fleet, 

Bears  on  the  jubilee. 
Where  Hebrew  bard  hath  sung, 

Or  Hebrew  seer  hath  trod, 
Each  holy  spot  has  found  a  tongue  : 

"Let  glory  be  to  God." 

3  Soft  swells  the  music  now 

Along  that  shining  choir, 
And  every  seraph  bends  his  brow, 
And  breathes  above  his  lyre. 


What  words  of  heavenly  birth 
Thrill  deep  our  hearts  again, 

And  fall  like  dew-drops  to  the  earth  ? 
"  Peace  and  good  will  to  men  !" 


4  Soft ! — yet  the  soul  is  bound 

With  rapture,  like  a  chain  : 
Earth,  vocal,  whispers  them  around, 

And  heaven  repeats  the  strain. 
Sound  harps,  and  hail  the  morn 

With  every  golden  string  ; — 
For  unto  us  this  day  is  born 

A  Saviour  and  a  King  ! 


CHRIST — HIS    COiflXG. 


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Cod's  Zore  in  Christ. 


TERSTEEGEX. 


2  Thon  precious  gift  of  God, 

The  pledge  and  bond  of  love, 
"With  thankful  heart  I  kneel  to  take 
This  treasure  from  above. 

3  0  come,  thou  blessed  child, 

Thou  Saviour  of  my  soul, 
Forever  bound  to  thee,  my  name 
Among  thy  host  enrol. 

4  O  deign  to  take  my  heart, 

And  let  thy  heart  be  mine ; 
That  all  my  love  flow  out  to  thee, 
And  lose"  itself  in  thine. 


171.    s.  M. 

LA.1 

The  True  Light  and  Life. 

1  Gift  of  thy  Father's  grace, 

"Welcome  indeed  thou  art, 

Blessed  Redeemer  of  our  race, 

To  this  my  longing  heart ! 

2  Let  nought  be  left  within 

But  cometh  of  thy  hand  ; 
Boot  quickly  out  the  weeds  of  sin, 
My  cunning  foe  withstand. 


3  Thou  art  the  life,  0  Lord ! 

Sole  light  of  life  thou  art ! 
Let  not  thy  glorious  rays  be  poured 
In  vain  on  my  dark  heart. 

4  Star  of  the  East,  arise  ! 

Drive  all  my  clouds  away, 
Guide  me  till  earth's  dim  twilight  die3 
Into  the  perfect  day ! 

172.    C.  M. 

EXETER   COLL. 

The  Baptism  of  Jesus. 

1  See  from  on  high,  a  light  divine 

On  Jesus'  head  descend ! 
And  hear  the  sacred  voice  from  heaven 
That  bids  us  all  attend. 

2  "  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son," 

Proclaimed  the  voice  divine  ; 
"Hear  him,"  his  heavenly  Father  said, 
"  For  all  his  words  are  mine." 

3  His  mission  thus  confirmed  from  heaven, 

The  great  Messiah  came, 
And  heavenly  wisdom  showed  to  man 
In  God  his  Father's  name. 

4  The  path  of  heavenly  peace  he  showed 

That  leads  to  bliss  on  high ; 
Where  all  his  faithful  followers  here 
Shall  live,  no  more  to  die. 


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HIS    LIFE. 


SOTJTHFIELD.    C.  M. 

Andante  Con  Moto. 


B.    F.    BAKER. 


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BULFTOCH. 

Christ  walking  on  the  Sea. 

2  When  darkly  round  our  footsteps  rise 

The  floods  and  storms  of  life  ; 
Send  thou  thy  Spirit  down  to  still 
The  dark  and  fearful  strife. 

3  Strong  in  our  trust,  on  thee  reposed, 

The  ocean-path  we'll  dare  ; 
Though  waves  around  us  rage  and  foam, 
Since  thou  art  present  there. 


174.    c.  M. 

"Peace!  be  still!" 


MS3.   HEMANS. 


1  Fear  was  within  the  tossing  bark, 

When  stormy  winds  grew  loud ; 
And  waves  came  rolling  high  and  dark, 
And  the  tall  mast  was  bowed. 

2  And  men  stood  breathless  in  their  dread, 

And  baffled  in  their  skill — 
But  One  there  was  who  rose  and  said, 
To  the  wild  sea,  "  13c  still !" 

3  Thou  that  didst  rule  that  angry  hour, 

And  tame  the  tempest's  mood — 
Oh  !  send  thy  Spirit  forth  in  power, 
O'er  our  dark  souls  to  brood  ! 


4  Thou  that  didst  bow  the  billow's  pride, 
Thy  mandates  to  fulfil— 
Speak,  speak  to  passion's  raging  tide, 
Speak  and  6ay — "  Peace,  be  still  I" 

175.    c.  M. 

The  Pool  of  Bethesda. 

1  The  aged  sufferer  waited  long, 

Upon  Bethesda's  brink  ; 
Till  hopes,  once  rising  warm  and  strong, 

Began  in  fears  to  sink ; 
And  heavy  were  the  sighs  he  drew, 

And  fervent  was  his  prayer, 
For  he,  with  safety  full  in  view, 

Still  languished  helpless  there. 

2  His  hope  grew  dim  ;  but  one  was  nigh 

Who  saw  the  sufferer's  grief; 
That  gentle  voice,  that  pitying  eve, 

Gave  promise  of  relief. 
Each  pang  that  human  weakness  knows, 

Obeyed  that  powerful  word ; 
He  spake,  and  lo  !  the  sick  arose, 

Rejoicing  in  his  Lord. 

3  Father  of  Jesus,  when  oppressed 

With  grief  and  pain  we  lie, 
And,  longing  for  thy  heavenly  rest, 

Despair  to  look  on  high ; 
O,  may  the  Saviour's  words  of  peace 

Within  the  wounded  heart, 
Bid  every  doubt  and  suffering  cease, 

And  strength  and  joy  impart. 


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HIS    LIFE. 


HARMONY  GROVE.     L.  M.  h.  k.  Oliver.      By  permission. 

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177.    L.  M. 

Christ's  Temptation. 


ANONYMOUS. 


If  we  beneath  temptation's  stress, 
Do  fight  against  dark  powers  within, 

So  in  Judea's  wilderness, 

Christ  wrestled  with  the  thoughts  of  sin ; 

When,  in  a  weary,  lonely  hour, 

The  tempter  came  with  all  his  power. 

So,  tried  as  I,  this  earth  he  trod, 
Knew  every  human  ill  but  sin, 

And  though  the  holiest  Son  of  God, 
As  I  am  now  so  hath  he  been  ; 

Jesus,  my  Saviour  !  look  on  me, 

For  help  and  strength  I  turn  to  thee  ! 


178.    L.  M. 

The  Holy  Guest. 

1  Messiah,  Lord  !  who,  wont  to  dwell 
In  lowly  shape  and  cottage  cell, 
Didst  not  refuse  a  guest  to  be 
At  Cana's  poor  festivity. 


2  O,  when  our  soul  from  care  is  free, 
Then,  Saviour,  would  we  think  on  thee 
And,  seated  at  the  festal  board, 
In  fancy's  eye  behold  the  Lord. 


3  Then  may  we  seem,  in  fancy's  ear, 
Thy  manna-dropping  tongue  to  hear, 
And  think,  "  If  now  his  searching  view 
Each  secret  of  our  spirit  knew  !" 

4  So  may  such  joy,  chastised  and  pure, 
Beyond  the  bounds  of  earth  endure; 
Nor  pleasure  in  the  wounded  mind, 
Shall  leave  a  rankling  sting  behind. 

179.    L.  M. 

BUTCHEB. 

Christ's  Miracles. 

1  On  eyes  that  never  saw  the  day, 
Christ  pours  the  bright  celestial  ray  ; 
And  deafened  ears  by  him  unbound, 
Catch  all  the  harmony  of  sound. 

2  Lameness  takes  up  its  bed,  and  goes 
Rejoicing  in  the  strength  that  flows 
Through  every  nerve ;  and,  free  from  pain, 
Pours  forth  to  God  the  grateful  strain. 

3  The  shattered  mind  his  word  restores, 
And  tunes  afresh  the  mental  powers  ; 
The  dead  revive,  to  life  return, 

And  bid  affection  cease  to  mourn. 

4  Canst  thou,  my  soul,  these  wonders  trace, 
And  not  admire  Jehovah's  grace  ? 
Canst  thou  behold  thy  prophet's  power, 
And  not  the  God  he  served  adore  ? 


HIS     LIFE. 


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180.  L.  M. 

BOWRINQ. 

Teachings  of  Jesus. 

1  How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sonnd 

From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  gladness  filled  the  place. 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 

To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way  ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home, 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest ;" 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust ; 

Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay ; 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 

And  Jesus  hath  prepared  the  way. 

181.  I"  M. 

WATTS. 

Christ's  Miracles  a  Proof  of  his  Mission. 

1  Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive  ! 
Behold,  the  dead  awake  and  live ! 

The  dumb  speak  wonders  !  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name  ! 

2  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own, 
And  seal  the  mission  of  his  son ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

3  He  dies  !  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood  ; 
He  rises,  and  appears  with  God  ; 
Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 

No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die. 

4  Hence  and  forever  from  my  heart, 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 

182.  L.  M. 

RUSSELL. 

Through  his  Poverty  made  Rich. 

1  On  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee, 

The  gloom  of  twilight  gathers  fast; 
And  o'er  the  waters  heavily, 

Sweeps  cold  and  drear  the  evening  blast. 

2  Still  near  the  lake,  with  weary  tread, 

Lingers  a  form  of  human  kind  ; 
And  on  his  lone,  unsheltered  head, 

Flows  the  chill  night-damp  of  the  wind. 

3  Why  seeks  he  not  a  home  of  rest  ? 

Why  seeks  he  not  the  pillowed  bed  ? 
Beasts  have  their  dens,  the  bird  his  nest, 
He  hath  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

4  Such  was  the  lot  he  freely  chose, 

To  bless,  to  save  the  human  race  ; 
And  through  his  poverty  there  flows 
A  rich,  full  stream  of  heavenly  grace. 
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183.    L.  M. 

BACHE. 

"  Behold  how  he  loved  him." 

1  "  See  how  he  loved  !"  exclaimed  the  Jews, 

When  Jesus  o'er  his  Lazarus  wept ; 
My  grateful  heart  the  words  shall  use, 
While  on  his  life  my  eye  is  kept. 

2  *  See  how  he  loved  \"  who  travelled  on, 

Teaching  the  doctrine  from  the  skies  ; 
Who  bade  disease  and  pain  be  gone, 
And  called  the  sleeping  dead  to  rise. 

3  "  See  how  he  loved,"  who,  firm  yet  mild, 

With  patience  bore  the  scoffing  tongue  ; 
Though  oft  provoked,  they  ne'er  reviled, 
Nor  did  his  greatest  foe  a  wrong. 

4  "  See  how  he  loved,"  who  never  shrank 

From  toil  or  danger,  pain  or  death, 
Who  all  the  cup  of  sorrow  drank, 
And  meekly  yielded  up  his  breath. 


184.    L.  M. 

Hosannas  to  Christ 


PRATT'S  COLL. 


1  What  are  those  soul-reviving  strains, 
That  echo  thus  from  Salem's  plains  ? 
What  anthems  loud,  and  louder  still, 
Sweetly  resound  from  Zion's  hill  ? 

2  Lo  !  'tis  an  infant  chorus  sings, 
Hosanna  to  the  King  of  kings  ; 

The  Saviour  comes,  and  babes  proclaim 
Salvation,  sent  in  Jesus'  name. 

3  Nor  these  alone  their  voice  shall  raise, 
For  we  will  join  this  song  of  praise  ; 
Still  Israel's  children  forward  press, 
To  hail  the  Lord,  their  righteousness. 

4  Proclaim  hosannas  loud  and  clear ; 
See  David's  Son  and  Lord  appear  ! 
Glory  and  praise  on  earth  be  given, — 
Hosanna  in  the  highest  heaven ! 

185.   L.  M. 

MILMAN. 

Christ's  Entry  into  Jerusalem. 

1  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
Hark  !  all  the  tribes  hosannas  cry ! 
Thy  humble  beast  pursues  his  road, 

With  palms  and  scattered  garments  strowed. 

2  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
In  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die ! 

O  Christ !  thy  triumphs  now  begin, 
O'er  captive  death  and  conquered  sin. 

3  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
The  winged  squadrons  of  the  sky 
Look  down  with  sad  and  wondering  eyes, 
To  see  th'  approaching  sacrifice. 

4  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
Thy  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh  ; 
The  Father  on  his  sapphire  throne 
Expects  his  own  anointed  son ! 


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DANA.    L.  M. 

L,arghetto. 


Arranged  from  DONIZETTI.    By  permission. 


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186.    L-  M. 

His  Submission. 


MONTGOMERY. 


2  Till,  by  thy  own  triumphant  word, 
The  victory  over  ill  was  won  ; 
Till  the  sweet,  mournful  cry  was  heard, 
"  Thy  will,  0  God,  not  mine,  be  done  V 

8  Lord,  bring  these  precious  moments  back, 
When,  fainting,  against  sin  we  strain  ; 
Or  in  thy  counsels  fail  to  track 
Aught  but  the  present  grief  and  pain. 

4  In  weakness,  help  us  to  contend ; 

In  darkness,  yield  to  God  our  will ; 
And  true  hearts,  faithful  to  the  end, 
Cheer  by  thine  holy  angels  still ! 


187.    &  M. 

Christ's  Passion. 


MONTGOMERY. 


1  The  morning  dawns  upon  the  place 

Where  Jesus  spent  the  night  in  prayer ; 
Through  yielding  glooms  behold  his  face ! 
Nor  form,  nor  comeliness  is  there. 

2  Brought  forth  to  judgment,  now  he  stands 

Arraigned,  condemned,  at  Pilate's  bar ; 
Here,  spurned  by  fierce  praetorian  bands, 
There,  mocked  by  Herod's  men  of  war. 


3  He  bears  their  buffeting  and  scorn — 

Mock-homage  of  the  lip,  the  knee — 
The  purple  robe,  the  crown  of  thorn — 
The  scourge,  the  nail,  th'  accursed  tree. 

4  No  guile  within  his  mouth  is  found  ; 

He  neither  threatens,  nor  complains  ; 
Meek  as  a  lamb  for  slaughter  bound, 
Dumb,  'mid  his  murderers  he  remains. 

5  But  hark  !  he  prays  ;  'tis  for  his  foes  : 

He  speaks  :  'tis  comfort  to  his  friends  ; 
Answers  :  and  paradise  bestows  ; 
He  bows  his  head  :  the  conflict  ends. 

188.     L.  M. 

CHRISTIAN   PSALMIST. 

Christ  Condemned. 

1  Behold  the  man  !  by  all  condemn'd ; 

Assaulted  by  a  host  of  foes  ; 
His  person  and  his  claims  contemn'd, 
A  man  of  sufferings  and  of  woes. 

2  Behold  the  man !  he  stands  alone, 

His  foes  are  ready  to  devour  : 
Not  one  of  all  his  friends  will  own 
Their  Master  in  this  trying  hour. 

3  Behold  the  man  !  though  scorn'd  below, 

He  bears  the  greatest  name  above  : 
The  angels  at  his  footstool  bow, 
And  all  his  royal  claims  approve. 


SUFFERING    AND    DEATH. 


Ill 


189.  L.  M. 

LIRA   CATH. 

Christ  Crucijicd. 

1  Have  we  no  tears  to  shed  for  him, 

While  soldiers  scoff,  and  Jews  deride  ? 
Ah  !  look,  how  patiently  he  hangs — 
Jesus,  our  love,  is  crucified  ! 

2  What  was  thy  crime,  my  dearest  Lord  1 

By  earth,  by  heaven,  thou  hast  been  tried, 
And  guilty  found  of  too  much  love ; 
Jesus,  our  love,  is  crucified  ! 

3  Found  guilty  of  excess  of  love, 

It  was  thine  own  sweet  will  that  tied 
Thee  tighter  far  than  helpless  nails  ; 
Jesus,  our  love,  is  crucified ! 

4  O  break,  0  break,  hard  heart  of  mine ! 

Thy  weak  self-love  and  guilty  pride 
His  Pilate  and  his  Judas  were ; 
Jesus,  our  love,  is  crucified  ! 

5  A  broken  heart,  a  fount  of  tears — 

Ask,  and  they  will  not  be  denied  ; 
A  broken  heart  love's  cradle  is  ; 
Jesus,  our  love,  is  crucified  ! 

190.  L.  M. 

GASKELL. 

Christ   the  Sufferer. 
1  Dark  were  the  paths  our  Master  trod, 
Yet  never  failed  his  trust  in  God  ; 
Cruel  and  fierce  the  wrongs  he  bore, 
Yet  he  but  felt  for  man  the  more. 


2  Unto  the  cross  in  faith  lie  went, 
His  Father's  willing  instrument  ; 
Upon  the  cross  his  prayer  arose 
In  pity  for  his  ruthless  foes. 

3  O,  may  we  all  his  kindred  be, 
By  holy  love  and  sympathy  ; 
Still  taring  man  through  every  ill, 
And  trusting  in  our  Father's  will ! 


191.     I*  M. 

a.  c.  ceo 

Christ's  Self- Sacrifice. 

1  0,  who  like  thee  so  humbly  bore 
The  scorn,  the  scoff  of  men,  before  ? 
So  meek,  forgiving,  godlike,  high, 
So  glorious  in  humility  l 

2  The  bending  angels  stooped  to  see 
The  lisping  infant  clasp  thy  knee, 
And  smile,  as  in  a  father's  eye. 
Upon  thy  mild  divinity. 

3  And  death,  which  sets  the  prisoner  free, 
Was  pang,  and  scoff,  and  scorn  to  thee ; 
Yet  love  through  all  thy  torture  glowed, 
And  mercy  with  thy  life-blood  flowed. 

4  0,  in  thy  light  be  mine  to  go, 
Illuming  all  my  way  of  woe  ; 
And  give  me  ever  on  the  road 

To  trace  thy  footsteps,  Son  of  God  ! 


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192.    1.  M. 

W.   J.   FOX. 

How  to  Live,  and  how  to  Die. 

1  The  sage  his  cup  of  hemlock  quaffed, 
And  calmly  drained  the  |  fatal  |  draught; 
Such  pledge  did  Grecian  justice  give 

To  one  who  |  taught  men  |  how  to  |  live. 

2  The  Christ,  in  piety  assured, 

The  anguish  of  his  |  cross  en-  |  dured ; 

Such  pangs  did  Jewish  bigots  try 

On  him  who  |  taught  us  |  how  to  |  die. 


3  Mid  prison-walls,  the  sage  could  trust 
That  men  would  grow  more  |  wise  and  |  just: 
From  Calvary's  mount,  the  Christ  could  see 
The  dawn  of  |  immor-  |  tali-  |  ty. 

4  Who  know  to  live,  and  know  to  die. 
Their  souls  are  safe,  their  |  triumph  |  nigh: 
Power  may  oppose,  and  priestcraft  ban  ; 
Justice  and  |  faith  are  j  God  in  |  man. 


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Man  -  i  -    fest    -    ed  forth    thy  might       In       the      cho-sen      peo  -  pie's    sight. 

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193.    7s. 

BULFINCH. 

"  The  works  which  I  do,  bear  witness  of  me." 

2  But,  O  Saviour !  not  alone 

Thus  thy  glory  was  made  known  ; 
With  the  mourner  thou  didst  grieve, 
Every  human  want  relieve  ; 
For  thy  matchless  power  above 
Stands  the  witness  of  thy  love, 


Thou,  who  by  the  open  grave, 
Ere  thy  voice  was  raised  to  save, 
Didst  with  those  fond  sisters  shed 
Tears  above  the  faithful  dead  ; 
E'en  thy  word  of  might  appears 
Less  resistless  than  thy  tears. 


Lord  !  it  is  not  ours  to  gaze 
On  thy  works  of  ancient  days  ; 
But  thy  love,  unchanged  and  bright, 
More  than  all  those  works  of  might, 
More  than  miracle  or  sign, 
Makes  us  over,  ever  thine. 


194.    7s. 


The  Crucifixion. 

In  the  Saviour's  hour  of  death, 

Bound  upon  the  cross  of  fear, 
While  his  quick  and  struggling  breath 

Spoke  the  fatal  moment  near, 
While  his  proud,  triumphant  foes 

Mocked  the  sufferings  that  he  bore, 
Then  his  loving  spirit  rose 

More  sublime  than  e'er  before. 


2  He  has  taught  us  to  forgive, 

By  his  words  in  days  gone  by ; 
He  has  taught  us  how  to  live  ; 

Can  he  teach  us  how  to  die  1 
Listen  !  as  the  cross  they  raise, 

One  brief  prayer  ascends  to  heaven ; 
For  his  murderers  he  prays, — 

Father,  may  they  be  forgiven  ! 


SUFFERING    AND    DEATH. 


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195.*     8  &  7s. 

bickersteth's  coll. 
Suffering  of  Christ. 

1  "  Stricken,  smitten,  and  afflicted," 

Lo,  he  dies  upon  the  tree  : 
JTi-  the  Christ  by  man  rejected ; 

Yes,  believers, — yes,  'tis  he. 

2  'Tis  the  long-expected  Saviour, 

David's  son  and  David's  Lord, 
Sacrificed  to  bring  us  favor ; 
'Tis  a  true  and  faithful  word. 

3  Tell  us,  ye  who  heard  him  groaning, — 

Was  there  ever  grief  like  his  ? 
Friends,  through  fear,  his  cause  disowning, 
Foes  insulting  his  distress. 

4  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  wounded, 

Sacrifice  which  cancels  guilt, 
None  shall  ever  be  confounded 

Who  on  thee  their  hopes  have  built. 


196.t    c.  m. 

WATTS 

Sufferings  and  Death  of  Christ. 
Alas !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 

And  did  my  Jesus  die  ! 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 

For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 
Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity!  grace  unknown  ! 

And  love  beyond  degree. 
Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  great  Redeemer,  died 

To  save  a  world  from  sin. 
Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  appe 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt  my  eyes  in  tears. 
But  floods  of  tears  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, — 

'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


HYMN  CHANT,    6,  10  &  4, 


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BtTLFTNCH. 

Bearing  the  Cross. 

1  Burden  of  shame  and  woe  ! 
How  does  the  heart  o'erflow 

At  thought  of  him  the  bitter  cross  who  |  bore  ! 

But  we  have  each  our  own, 

To  others  are  unknown, 
Which  we  must  bear  till  life  shall  be  no  |  more. 

2  And  shall  we  fear  to  tread 
The  path  where  Jesus  led, 

*  Sing  Wilmot,  or  Worthing. 

[10*] 


The  pure  and  holy  one,  for  man  who  |  died  ? 

Or  shall  we  shrink  from  shame, 

Endured  for  Jesus'  name, 
Our  glorious  Lord,once  spurned  and  cruci-  |  fled? 

3  Then,  'mid  the  woes  that  wait 
On  this  our  mortal  state, 
Patience  shall  cheer  affliction,  toil,  and  |  loss, 
And  though  the  tempter's  art 
Assail  the  struggling  heart, 
Still,  Saviour  !  in  thy  name  we  bear  the  |  cross. 
t  Sing  Huntley,  page  96,  or  Crombie,  page  65. 


114 


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LATJDAMUS. 

Spirituoso. 


7s. 


By  permission. 


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198.  7s. 

COL 

Resurrection  of  Christ. 

2  Ye  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade ; 
Drive  your  anxious  cares  away  ; 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

3  Christian,  dry  your  flowing  tears  ; 
Chase  your  unbelieving  fears ; 
Look  on  his  deserted  grave  ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save. 

199.  7s. 

ANONTU 

The  same. 

1  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
Our  triumphant,  holy  day  : 

He  endured  the  cross  and  grave, 
Sinners  to  redeem  and  save. 

2  Lo  !  He  rises,  mighty  King ! 
Where,  0  death  !  is  now  thy  sting  ? 
Lo  !  he  claims  his  native  sky ! 
Grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 

3  Sinners,  see  your  ransom  paid, 
Peace  with  God  for  ever  made  : 
With  your  risen  Saviour  rise  : 
Claim  with  him  the  purchased  skies. 

4  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
Our  triumphant,  holy  day; 
Loud  the  song  of  victory  raise  ; 
Shout  the  great  Redeemer's  praise. 


200.     7s. 

GIBBOS 

The  same. 

1  Angels,  roll  the  rock  away ; 
Death,  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey  : 
See  !  he  rises  from  the  tomb — 
Rises  with  immortal  bloom. 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour ;  seraphs,  raise 
Your  triumphant  shouts  of  praise  ; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy -inspiring  sound. 

3  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
Praise  him  with  your  golden  lyres  ; 
Praise  him  in  your  noblest  songs  ; 
Praise  him  from  ten  thousand  tongues 


HADAJT. 


201.     7s. 

The  same. 

1  Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise, 
Glorious,  to  his  native  skies  ! 
Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Enters  now  the  gates  of  heaven. 

2  There  the  glorious  triumph  waits  ; 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ! 
Christ  hath  vanquished  death  and  sin ; 
Take  the  king  of  glory  in. 

3  See,  the  heaven  its  Lord  receives ! 
Yet  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves ; 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 


RESURRECTION    AND    GLORY. 


115 


202.    7s. 

Louisa,  Electress  of 
Brandenburg,  1653. 

"I know  that  my  Redeemer  liveth." 

1  Jesus,  my  Redeemer  lives, 

Christ,  my  trust  is  dead  no  more ; 
In  the  strength  this  knowledge  gives, 
Shall  not  all  my  fears  be  o'er  ? 

2  Close  to  him  my  soul  is  bound 

In  the  bonds  of  hope  enclasped  ; 
Faith's  strong  hand  this  hold  hath  found, 
And  the  rock  hath  firmly  grasped. 

3  Jesus  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And  his  life  I  once  shall  see  ; 
Bright  the  hope  this  promise  gives, 
Where  he  is  I  too  shall  be. 


203.    L.  M. 

WALLUf. 

The  same. 

1  When  I  the  holy  grave  survey, 

Where  once  my  Saviour  deigned  to  lie, 
I  see  fulfilled  what  prophets  say, 
And  all  the  power  of  death  defy. 

2  This  empty  tomb  shall  now  proclaim 

How  weak  the  bands  of  conquered  death ; 
Sweet  pledge  that  all  who  trust  his  name 
Shall  rise,  and  draw  immortal  breath. 

3  Jesus,  once  numbered  with  the  dead, 

Unseals  his  eyes  to  sleep  no  more ; 
And  ever  lives  their  cause  to  plead, 
For  whom  the  pains  of  death  he  bore. 

4  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head, 

Yet  gracious  God !  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  flesh  forever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

204.*   L.  M. 

BUTCHER. 

Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  Hosanna  !  let  us  join  to  sing 
The  glories  of  our  rising  king ; 
Recount  his  deeds  of  might,  and  tell 
How  Jesus  triumphed  when  he  fell. 

2  Soon  as  the  morning's  early  ray 
Brings  on  the  third,  th'  appointed  day, 
Behold  the  angel  cleave  the  skies, 
Roll  back  the  stone,  and  Jesus  rise. 


3  With  strength  immortal  forth  he  come3, 
And  power  and  life  from  God  resumes  ; 
The  days  of  pain  and  sorrow  past, 

His  triumph  shall  forever  last. 

4  Hosanna  !  sons  of  men,  record 
The  glories  of  your  rising  Lord  ; 
The  triumphs  of  the  Saviour  tell, 
Who  died,  and  conquered  when  he  fell. 

205.*   L.  M. 

o.  WESU 
The  same. 

1  Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 

Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high ; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphant  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates ! 
Ye  everlasting  doors  !  give  way." 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 

And  wide  unfold  the  ethereal  scene  ; 
He  claims  these  mansions  as  his  right ; 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in. 

4  "Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  who?"— 

The  Lord  that  all  our  foes  o'ercame ; 

That  sin,  and  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew ; 

And  Jesus  is  the  Conqueror's  name. 


206.*   I»-  M. 

WATT 

Christ's  Triumph. 

1  Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 
Ten  thousand  angels  filled  the  sky  ; 
Those  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots,  that  attend  thy  state. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious,  when  the  Lord  was  there ; 
While  he  pronounced  his  holy  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  all  the  rebel  powers  of  hell, 
That  thousand  souls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains,  like  captives,  led. 

4  Raised  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  his  promised  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 


*  Sing  Duke  Street,  page  75. 


116 


RESURRECTION    AND    GLORY. 


LANESBORO'.    C.  M. 


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207.    c.  m. 

FABEB. 

Ch  rist  's  Ascension . 

2  His  rising  form  on  Olivet 

A  summer's  shadow  cast ! 
The  branches  of  the  hoary  trees 
Droop'd  as  the  shadow  pass'd. 

3  And  as  he  rose  with  all  his  train 

Of  righteous  souls  around, 

His  bles'sing  fell  into  thine  heart, 

Like  dew  into  the  ground. 

4  Down  stoop'd  a  silver  cloud  from  heaven, 

The  Eternal  spirit's  car, 
And  on  the  lessening  vision  went, 
Like  some  receding  6tar. 

5  The  silver  cloud  hath  sail'd  away, 

The  skies  are  blue  and  free  ; 
The  road  that  vision  took  is  now 
Sunshine  and  vacancy. 


208.    CM. 

Christ's  Exaltation. 


KELLY. 


I  The  head  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns. 
Is  crowned  with  glory  now ; 
A  royal  diadem  adorns 
The  mighty  victor's  brow. 


2  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above, 

The  joy  of  all  below, 
To  whom  he  manifests  his  love, 
And  grants  his  name  to  know. 

3  To  them,  the  cross,  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace  is  given  ; 
Their  name,  an  everlasting  name, 
Their  joy — the  joy  of  heaven. 


209.    C.  M. 


MRS.   STEELE. 


The  same. 

1  Now  with  eternal  glory  crowned, 

Our  Lord,  the  conqueror  reigns  ; 
His  praise  the  heavenly  choirs  resound, 
In  their  immortal  strains. 

2  Amid  the  splendors  of  his  throne, 

Unchanging  love  appears ; 
The  names  he  purchased  for  his  own 
Still  on  his  heart  he  bears. 

3  O,  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine  ! 

Of  bliss,  a  boundless  store  : 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine ; 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

4  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies  ; 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall, 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Sacrifice, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  All. 


RESURRECTION    AND    GLORY. 


117 


AMERICA.     6s  &  4s. 


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QIO.    6&4s. 

BRYDGXS. 

Christ's  Triumph. 

2  Victor  o'er  death  and  hell ! 
Cherubic  legions  swell 

The  radiant  train : 
Praises  all  heaven  inspire  ; 
Each  angel  sweeps  his  lyre, 
And  waves  his  wings  of  tire, — 

Thou  Lamb  once  slain  ! 

3  Enter,  blest  Son  of  God ! 
No  feet,  but  thine,  have  trod 

The  serpent  down  : 
Blow  the  full  trumpets,  blow ! 
Wider  your  portals  throw  ! 
Saviour — triumphant — go 

And  take  thy  crown  ! 


ail.    6&4s. 
The  same. 


KEJG53UBY. 


Let  us  awake  our  joys  ; 
Strike  up  with  cheerful  voice ; 

Each  creature,  sing : 
Angels,  begin  the  song ; 
Mortals,  the  strain  prolong, 
In  accents  sweet  and  strong, 

"  Jesus  is  King." 
Proclaim  abroad  his  name ; 
Tell  of  his  matchless  fame  ; 

"What  wonders  done ; 
Above,  beneath,  around, 
Let  all  the  earth  resound, 
'Till  heaven's  high  arch  rebound, 

"  Victory  is  won." 


3  He  vanquished  sin  and  hell, 
And  our  last  foe  will  quell ; 

Mourners,  rejoice  : 
His  dying  love  adore  ; 
Praise  him,  now  raised  in  power  ; 
Praise  him  for  evermore, 

With  joyful  voice. 

212.   6&4s. 

ANONYMOUS 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

1  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
Let  earth  and  skies  reply, — 

Praise  ye  his  name  ! 
His  love  and  grace  adore 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore  ; 
Sing  aloud  evermore, 

Worthy  the  Lamb ! 

2  Join,  all  ye  ransomed  race, 
Our  holy  Lord  to  bless  : 

Praise  ye  his  name ; 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 

Worthy  the  Lamb  ! 

3  What  though  we  change  our  place, 
Yet  we  shall  never  cease 

Praising  his  name ; 
To  him  our  songs  we  bring, 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
And  without  ceasing  sing, 

Worthy  the  Lamb  ! 


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RESURRECTION    AND    GLORY. 


MAGNIFICAT.     P.  M. 

Allegro  con  Maestoso, 


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RESURRECTION   AND   GLORY. 


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214.     H.  M. 

E.   SCOTT. 

Resurrection  of  Christ  celebrated. 

2  At  thy  approaching  dawn, 

Reluctant  death  resigned 
The  glorious  Prince  of  life, 

In  dark  domains  confined  : 
Th'  angelic  host  around  him  bends, 
And  he  amid  their  shouts  ascends. 

3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  ; 

Heaven  with  hos annas  rings ; 
"While  earth,  in  humbler  strains, 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings  : 
"  Worthy  art  thou,  who  once  was  slain, 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign." 

215.*    8,  7  &  4s. 

Christ  Triumphant. 

1  Come,  ye  saints  !  look  here  and  wonder ; 

See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay ; 
He  has  burst  the  bands  asunder, — 
He  has  borne  our  sins  away : 

Joyful  tidings  ! — 
Yes,  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day. 

2  Jesus  triumphs  ! — sing  ye  praises  ;— 

'Twas  by  death  he  overcame  : 


Thus  the  Lord  his  glory  raises  : — 
Thus  he  fills  his  foes  with  shame : 

Sing  ye  praises — 
Praises  to  the  victor's  name. 

3  Jesus  triumphs  ! — countless  legions 

Come  from  heaven,  to  meet  their  King ; 
Soon,  in  yonder  happy  regions, 
They  shall  join  his  praise  to  sing : 

'Songs  eternal 
Shall  through  heaven's  high  arches  ring. 

916.t   s.  M. 

Redemption  Completed. 

1  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  !" — 

Then  is  his  work  performed  ; 

The  mighty  captive  now  is  freed, 

And  death,  our  foe,  disarmed. 

2  u  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  !" — 

Attending  angels  !  hear  ; 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven,  with  speed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

3  Then  wake  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each  cheerful  chord ; 
Join,  all  ye  bright,  celestial  choirs, 
To  sing  our  risen  Lord. 


to  Smyrna,  page  56,  repeating  the  last  two  lines. 


t  Sing  Mornington,  page  67. 


120 


OFFICES   OF   CHRIST. 


DR.    BURNET. 


TRURO.    L.  M. 


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317.    L-  M. 

MASON. 

Image  of  God. 

2  As  the  bright  sun's  meridian  blaze 

O'erwhelms  and  pains  our  feeble  sight, 
But  cheers  us  with  his  softer  rays 
When  shining  with  reflected  light ; 

3  So,  in  thy  Son,  thy  power  divine, 

Thy  wisdom,  justice,  truth,  and  love, 
With  mild  and  pleasing  lustre  shine, 
Eeflected  from  thy  throne  above. 

4  While  we,  thine  image  there  displayed, 

With  love  and  admiration  view, 
Form  us  in  likeness  to  our  Head, 
That  we  may  bear  thine  image  too. 

218.    L.  M. 

KNEELAND. 

The  Branch. 

1  From  Jesse's  root  a  Branch  did  rise, 
Whose  fragrance  fills  the  lofty  skies, 
Which  spreads  its  leaves  from  pole  to  pole, 
A  healing  balm  for  every  soul. 

2  The  sick,  the  weak,  the  halt,  and  blind, 
In  him  do  aid  and  comfort  find, — 

A  remedy  for  every  wound, 

Or  mortal  pain  that  can  be  found. 


3  This  is  the  Saviour  long  foretold  ; 
Hear  him,  ye  deaf;  ye  blind,  behold  : 
He  comes  to  make  his  grace  abound, 
As  far  as  sin  or  death  are  found. 


219.    L.  M. 

Corner-Stone. 


watts. 


1  Lo,  what  a  precious  Corner-Stone 

The  Jewish  builders  did  refuse  ! 
But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
And  blessed  the  Gentiles  with  the  Jews. 

2  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  divine, 

The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes  ! 
This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine, — 
The  day  that  saw  our  Saviour  rise. 

3  Sinners,  rejoice,  and  saints,  be  glad ; 

Hosanna,  let  his  name  be  blest ; 
A  thousand  honors  on  his  head, 

With  peace,  and  light,  and  glory  rest ! 

4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 

Salvation  to  our  sinful  race  ; 
Let  all  on  earth  address  their  King, 
With  hearts  of  joy  and  songs  of  praise. 


OFFICES    OF    CHRIST. 


121 


220.    L.  M. 


ANONYMOUS. 


The  Morning  Star. 

1  Benighted  on  the  trackless  main, 

While  stormy  terrors  clothe  the  sky, 
The  trembling  voyager  strives  in  vain, 

And  nought  but  dark  despair  is  nigh, — 
When,  lo  !  a  gleam  of  peerless  light, 

With  radiant  splendor,  shines  afar, 
And,  through  the  clouds  of  darkest  night. 

Appears  the  bright  and  morning  Star ! 

2  With  joy  he  greets  the  cheering  ray, 

That  beams  on  ocean's  weary  breast ; 
Precursor  of  a  smiling  day, 

It  lulls  his  fear  to  peaceful  rest. 
No  more  in  peril  doth  he  roam, 

For  night  and  danger  now  are  far; 
With  steady  helm  he  enters  home, 

His  guide  the  bright  and  morning  Star  ! 

3  Thus,  when  affliction's  billows  roll, 

And  waves  of  sorrow  and  of  sin 
Beset  the  fearful,  weeping  soul, 

And  all  is  dark  and  drear  within, — 
'Tis  Jesus,  whispering  strains  of  peace, 

Drives  every  doubt  and  fear  afar ; 
He  bids  the  raging  tempest  cease, 

And  smiles  the  bright  and  morning  Star ! 

221.  L.  M. 

WATTS. 

The  Brightness  of  God's  Glory. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul !  awake  my  tongue  ! 
Hosanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  powerful  God, 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star  ; 

3  But  in  the  gospel  of  thy  Son 

Are  all  thy  mightiest  works  outdone ; 
The  light  it  pours  upon  our  eyes 
Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies. 

4  Our  spirits  kindle  in  its  beam  ; 
It  is  a  sweet,  a  glorious  theme ; 
Ye  angels  dwell  upon  the  sound  ; 
Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

222.  L.  M. 

H.  K.   WHITE. 

Star  of  Bethlehem. 
1  When,  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain, 
The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 
Hark  !  hark ! — to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem  ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, — 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 


2  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, — 
The  ocean  yawned — and  rudely  Mowed 

The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark. 
Deep  horrors  then  my  vitals  froze, 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem  j — 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, — 

It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 

It  bade  my  dark  forbodings  c«  - 
And,  through  the  storm,  and  danger's  thrall, 

It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 
Now  safely  moored — my  perils  o'er — 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  ever  and  for  evermore, 

The  Star — the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 


223.    L  M- 

PBOCD. 

Sun  of  Love. 

1  Jesus,  thou  Sun  of  love  divine, 

Thy  rays  through  boundless  nature  shine ; 
In  thee  with  bright  effulgence  meet 
Wisdom  and  love,  and  light  and  heat. 

2  Wide  may  thy  glory  be  displayed, 
In  one  bright  day  without  a  shade  ; 
And  all  from  thee  supremely  prove 
The  nameless,  endless  joys  of  love. 

3  Be  darkness  known  on  earth  no  more, 
But  truth  dispensed  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  men  of  every  land  shall  see 

Thy  glory,  Lord,  and  honor  thee. 

4  'Tis  done — the  Sun  of  love  appears, 

The  shades  withdraw,  the  morning  clears  ; 
Now  love  and  truth  prevail  again, 
And  one  eternal  day  shall  reign. 


224.    L.  M. 


S.   STREETEB. 


Our  King. 

1  A  King  shall  reign  in  righteousness, 
And  all  the  kindred  nations  bless  ; 
He's  King  of  Salem,  King  of  peace, 
Nor  shall  his  spreading  kingdom  cease. 

2  In  him  the  naked  soul  shall  find 

A  hiding-place  from  chilling  wind ; 
Or,  when  the  raging  tempests  beat, 
A  covert  warm,  a  safe  retreat. 

3  In  burning  sands  and  thirsty  ground, 
He  like  a  river  shall  be  found, 

Or  lofty  rock,  beneath  whose  shade 
The  weary  traveller  rests  his  head. 

4  The  dimness  gone,  all  eyes  shall  see 
His  glory,  grace,  and  majesty  ; 

All  ears  shall  hearken,  and  the  word 
Of  life  receive,  from  Christ  the  Lord. 


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325.   L.M. 

GIBBON. 

Our  Pattern. 

2  Teach  us,  0  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pattern,  and  thy  steps  pursue ; 
Let  alms  bestowed,  let  kindness  done, 
Be  witnessed  by  each  rolling  sun. 

3  That  man  may  last,  but  never  lives, 
Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives  ; 
Whom  none  can  love,  whom  none  can  thank, 

Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank  ! 

4  But  lie  who  marks,  from  day  to  day, 
In  generous  acts  his  radiant  way, 
Treads  the  same  path  his  Saviour  trod, 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God. 

226.    L.  M. 

H.   BALLOC 

Example  in  Forgiving. 

1  Teach  us  to  feel  as  Jesus  prayed, 

When  on  the  cross  he  bleeding  hung  ; 

When  all  his  foes  their  wrath  displayed, 

And  with  their  spite  his  bosom  stung. 

2  Till  death  he  loved  his  foes,  and  said, 

"  Father,  forgive," — then  groaned  and  died; 
And  when  arisen  from  the  dead, 
His  mercy  to  their  souls  applied. 


3  For  such  a  heart  and  such  a  love, 
0  Lord,  we  raise  our  prayer  to  thee 
O  pour  thy  spirit  from  above, 
That  wo  may  like  our  Saviour  be. 


227.    !<•  M. 


"  He  ever  Liveth." 

1  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives, — 
What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  ! 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead ; 
He  lives,  my  everlasting  Head  ! 

2  He  lives,  to  bless  me  with  his  love ; 
He  lives,  to  plead  for  me  above; 
He  lives,  my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives,  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

3  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath ; 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death ; 
He  lives,  my  mansion  to  prepare  ; 
He  lives,  to  bring  me  safely  there. 

4  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name  ; 

He  lives,  my  Saviour  still  the  same; 
What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives, — 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives ! 


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Arranged  from  Beethoven.    S.  B.  BALL. 


BEJDGTON.    C.  M 

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229.    C.  M. 

DODDBH 

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2  Allied  to  thee  our  vital  head, 

We  live,  and  grow,  and  thrive ; 
From  thee  divided,  each  is  dead 
When  most  he  seems  alive. 

3  Thy  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 

Here  join  in  sweet  accord  ; 
One  hody  all  in  mutual  love, 
And  thou  our  common  Lord. 

4  Thou  the  whole  body  wilt  present 

Before  thy  Father's  face  ; 
Nor  shall  a  wrinkle  or  a  spot 
Its  beauteous  form  disgrace. 


230.    cm. 

High  Priest. 


DODDRIDGE. 


1  Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 

Our  great  High  Priest  above, 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care, 
And  sympathizing  love. 

2  Though  raised  to  heaven's  exalted  throne, 

Where  angels  bow  around, 
And  high  o'er  all  the  hosts  of  light, 
With  matchless  honors  crowned, — 


3  The  names  of  all  his  saints  he  bears, 

Deep  graven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  Christian  say 
That  he  hath  lost  his  part. 

4  Those  characters  shall  fair  abide, 

Our  everlasting  trust, 
When  gems,  and  monuments,  and  crowns, 
Are  mouldered  down  to  dust. 


231.    C.  M. 

WATT 

The  same. 

1  With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

Of  our  High  Priest  above  : 

His  heart  is  full  of  tenderness  ; 

His  bosom  glows  with  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
Ho  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 

3  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Poured  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

4  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power ; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  each  distressing  hour. 


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DUNCAN. 

Lord  of  AIL 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

A  remnant  weak  and  small, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  0,  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

233.  CM. 

ANONYMOUS. 

The  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life. 

1  Thou  art  the  way  ; — to  thee  alone 

From  sin  and  death  we  flee  ; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord !  in  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  truth ; — thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  instruct  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  life  ; — the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm  ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee, 
Not  death  nor  hell  6hiMl  harm. 
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4  Thou  art  the  way,  the  truth,  the  life  ; — 
Grant  us  to  know  that  way, 
That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to  win, 
Which  leads  to  endless  day. 


234.    CM. 

The  Fountain. 


COWPEB. 


1  There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 

Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins ; 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day ; 
And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb  !  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

4  Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 


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235.     C  M. 

The  Shepherd. 


HIGINBOTHAM. 


1  To  theo,  my  Shepherd  and  my  Lord, 

A  grateful  song  I  raise  ; 
O,  let  the  feeblest  of  thy  flock 
Attempt  to  speak  thy  praise. 

2  But  how  shall  mortal  tongues  express 

A  subject  so  divine  \ — 
Do  justice  to  so  vast  a  theme, 
Or  praise  a  love  like  thine  I 

3  My  life,  my  joy,  my  hope,  I  owe 

To  this  amazing  love  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  comforts  here, 
And  nobler  bliss  above. 

4  To  thee  my  trembling  spirit  flies, 

With  sin  and  grief  oppressed  ; 
Thy  gentle  voice  dispels  my  fears, 
And  lulls  my  cares  to  rest. 


236.   cm. 

DODDRLTH 

The  Door. 

1  Awake,  our  souls,  and  bless  his  name, 

Whose  mercies  never  fail, 
Who  opens  wide  a  door  of  hope 
In  Achor's  gloomy  vale. 

2  Behold  the  portal  wide  displayed, 

The  building  strong  and  fair  ; 
Within  are  pastures  fresh  and  green, 
And  living  streams  are  there. 

3  Enter,  my  soul,  with  cheerful  haste, 

For  Jesus  is  the  door ; 
Nor  fear  the  serpent's  wily  arts, 
Nor  fear  the  lion's  roar. 


4  O  may  thy  grace  the  nations  lead, 
And  Jews  and  Gentiles  come, 
All  travelling  through  one  beauteous  gate, 
To  one  eternal  home. 


237.    c.  M. 

STEELE 

King  of  Saints. 

1  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
And  joy  to  make  it  known  ! 
The  sovereign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  the  throne. 


2  Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour,  crowned 

With  glories  all  divine ; 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round, 
How  bright  these  glories  shine. 

3  When,  in  his  earthly  courts,  we  view 

The  beauties  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

4  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 

Lord  !  teach  our  songs  to  rise  ; 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 


238.    C.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Example  of  Love  to  Enemies. 

1  Aloud  we  sing  the  wondrous  grace 

Christ  to  his  foes  did  bear ; 
Which  made  the  torturing  cross  its  throne, 
And  hung  its  trophies  there. 

2  "  Father,  forgive  !"  his  mercy  cried, 

With  his  expiring  breath, 
And  drew  eternal  blessings  down 
On  those  who  wrought  his  death. 

3  Jesus,  this  wondrous  love  we  sing, 

And,  whilst  we  sing,  admire  ; 
Breathe  on  our  souls,  and  kindle  there 
The  same  celestial  fire. 

4  Swayed  by  thy  blest  example,  we 

For  enemies  will  pray ; 
With  love,  their  hatred — and  their  curse 
With  blessings  will  repay. 


239.    CM. 

WAT1 

Glories  of  Christ. 

1  Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Amid  his  Father's  throne ; 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
Forever  on  thy  head. 


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BEETHOVEN.    S.  M. 

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STEELE. 

Our  Shepherd. 

2  To  ever-fragrant  meads, 

Where  rich  abundance  grows, 

His  gracious  hand  indulgent  leads, 

And  guards  my  sweet  repose. 

3  Dear  Shepherd,  if  I  stray, 

My  wandering  feet  restore  ; 
And  guard  me  with  thy  watchful  eye, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

241.  s.  m. 

C.  WESLKT. 

All  things  in  Christ. 

1  The  soul,  by  faith  reclined 

On  the  Redeemer's  breast, 
'Mid  raging  storms,  exults  to  find 
An  everlasting  rest. 

2  Sorrow  and  fear  are  gone, 

Whene'er  thy  face  appears  ; 
It  stills  the  sighing  orphan's  moan, 
And  dries  the  widow's  tears. 

3  It  hallows  every  cross, 

It  sweetly  comforts  me  ; 
It  makes  me  now  forget  my  loss, 
And  lose  myself  in  thee. 


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4  Jesus,  to  whom  I  fly, 

Will  all  my  wishes  fill ; 
What  though  created  streams  are  dry  ? 
I  have  the  fountain  still. 

5  Stripped  of  my  earthly  friends, 

I  find  them  all  in  one, — 
And  peace,  and  joy  which  never  ends, 
And  heaven,  in  Christ,  begun. 

242.   s.  M. 

HO  SKINS. 

Christ,  the  Bread  of  Life. 

1  Behold  the  gift  of  God  : 

Sinners,  adore  his  name, 
Who  shed  for  us  his  precious  blood, 
Who  bore  our  curse  and  shame 

2  Behold  the  living  bread 

Which  Jesus  came  to  give, 
By  dying  in  the  sinner's  stead, 
That  he  might  ever  live. 

3  The  Lord  delights  to  give  ; 

He  knows  you've  nought  to  buy ; 
To  Jesus  haste ;  this  bread  receive, 
And  you  shall  never  die. 


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LINCOLN.    7s. 


DR.    BOYCD. 


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GERM 

Beauty  of  Christ. 

2  When  the  morning  paints  the  skies, 
When  the  golden  sunbeams  rise, 
Then  my  Saviour's  form  I  find 
Brightly  imaged  on  my  mind. 

3  When  the  day-beams  pierce  the  night, 
Oft  I  think  on  Jesus'  light, 

Think  how  bright  that  light  will  be, 
Shining  through  eternity. 

4  Come,  Lord  Jesus  !  and  dispel 
This  dark  cloud  in  which  I  dwell, 
And  to  me  the  power  impart 

To  behold  thee  as  thou  art. 


244.    7s. 

0.  WESLEY. 

Star  in  the  East. 

1  Sons  of  men  !  behold  from  far 
Hail  the  long-expected  star  : — 
Jacob's  star  that  gilds  the  night, 
Guides  bewildered  nature  right. 

2  Nover  fear,  that  hence  should  flow 
Wars  or  pestilence  below : 
Wars  it  bids  and  tumult  cease, 
Ushering  in  the  Prince  of  peace. 

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3  Mild  it  shines  on  all  beneath, 

Piercing  through  the  shades  of  death, 
Scattering  error's  wide-spread  night, 
Kindling  darkness  into  light. 


4  Nations  all,  far  off  and  near  ! 
Haste  to  see  your  Lord  appear ; 
Haste,  for  him  your  hearts  prepare, 
Meet  him  manifested  there. 


245.*   7s. 

KEL 

Our  King. 

1  Glory,  glory  to  our  King  ! 

Crowns  unfading  wreathe  his  head ; 
Jesus,  is  the  name  we  sing — 

Jesus,  risen  from  the  dead  ; 
Jesus,  conqueror  o'er  the  grave  ; 
Jesus,  mighty  now  to  save. 


2  Now  behold  him  high  enthroned, 
Glory  beaming  from  his  face, 
By  adoring  angels  owned, 

God  of  holiness  and  grace  : 
O  for  hearts  and  tongues  to  sing, 
Glory,  glory  to  our  King ! 

*  7s,  6  lines,  by  repeating  first  two  lines. 
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CONCORD.    7s. 

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B.   F.   BAKBB. 


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2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn, 

If  thy  light  is  hid  from  me ; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return, 

Till  thy  mercy's  beams  I  see ; 
Till  thy  inward  light  impart 
Warmth  and  gladness  to  my  heart. 

3  Visit,  then,  this  soul  of  mine  ; 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief.; 
Fill  me  radiant  Sun  divine  ; 

Scatter  all  my  unbelief; 
More  and  more  thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 

247.    7s. 

RICHARDS. 

Our  Comforter. 

1  Jesus,  comforter  divine  ! 
Consolations,  Lord,  are  thine  ; 
Mightiest  comforts,  full  of  good, 
Worthy  of  the  living  God. 

2  Thou  shalt  wipe  all  tears  away 
'Mid  the  blessed  realms  of  day ; 
Thou  shalt  hush  each  rising  sigh ; 
Sorrow,  pain,  and  death,  shall  die. 

3  Highest  praises  wait  thy  name, 
Great  unchanging,  glorious  same ; 
Jesus,  comforter  divine ! 
Praises,  praises,  Lord,  be  thine. 

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248.*     7s.    61. 
Example  in  Suffering. 


MONTGOMERY. 


1  Go  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  temptation's  power ; 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see  ;        ■ 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour  : 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall ; 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned  : 
O,  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 

O,  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb 

There,  admiring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete  : 
"It  is  finished,"  hear  him  cry; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 


4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb 

Where  they  lay  his  breathless  clay ; 
All  in  solitude  and  gloom  : 

Who  has  taken  him  away  ? 
Christ  is  risen ;  he  meets  our  eyes  : 
Saviour,  teach  us  so  to  rise  ! 
two  lines. 


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24z9.       7s-  KNEE 

Character  of  Christ. 
Mediator,  Son  of  God, 
Spread  thy  boundless  love  abroad  : 
Counsellor,  the  Prince  of  peace, 
Fill  the  world  with  truth  and  grace. 
Sun  of  Righteousness  arise  ; 
Send  thy  li<;ht  around  the  skies  : 
Life  of  all  the  quick  and  dead, 
Feed  our  souls  with  living  bread. 

CHRISTMAS.    C.  M. 


8  Leader  of  the  halt  and  blind, 
Raise  to  life  the  sinking  mind : 
Binder  of  the  broken  heart, 
Grace  to  every  soul  impart. 

4  Opener  of  the  sealed  book, 
Cause  the  world  therein  to  look  : 
Taker  of  the  veil  away, 
Lead  us  to  eternal  day. 


HANDEL. 


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Q50.       C.    M.      A.   C.  THOMAS. 

The  Gospel  of  Peace. 

2  Praise  ye  the  Lord !  for  truth  and  grace 

His  word  and  life  display ; 
Let  every  soul  his  love  embrace, 
And  own  its  gentle  sway. 

3  Peace  on  the  earth,  good  will  to  men, 

Embrace  the  gospel  plan  ; 
Let  that  sweet  strain  be  heard  again, 
Which  angel  tones  began. 

4  Joy  to  the  isle  and  land  afar  ! 

Messiah  reigns  above  ; 
Let  every  eye  behold  the  star, — 
The  star  "of  light  and  love. 


Q  51.        C.    M.  H.   BALLO 

The  Empire  of  Christ. 

1  Jesus  his  empire  shall  extend  ; 

Beneath  his  gentle  sway 
Kings  of  the  earth  shall  humbly  bend, 
And  his  commands  obey. 

2  Long  as  the  sun  shall  rule  the  day, 

Or  moon  shall  cheer  the  night, 
The  Saviour  shall  his  sceptre  sway 
With  unresisted  might. 

3  All  that  the  reign  of  sin  destroyed, 

The  Saviour  shall  restore ; 
And,  from  the  treasures  of  the  Lord, 
Shall  give  us  blessings  more. 


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252.  c.  M. 

NOVALIS. 

The   World  restored  in   Christ. 

1  We  say  to  all  men  far  and  near, 

That  Christ  has  risen  again ; 
That  he  is  with  ns  now  and  here, 
And  ever  shall  remain. 

2  The  way  of  darkness  that  he  trod, 

To  heaven  at  last  shall  come, 

And  he  who  hearkens  to  his  word, 

Sball  reach  his  Father's  home. 

3  Now  let  the  mourner  grieve  no  more, 

Though  his  beloved  sleep, 
A  happier  meeting  shall  restore 
Their  light  to  eyes  that  weep. 

4  He  lives,  his  presence  hath  not  ceased, 

Though  foes  and  fears  be  rife  ; 
And  thus  we  hail  the  gospel  feast, 
A  world  renewed  to  life  ! 

253.  C.  M. 

WATTS. 

Salvation. 

1  Salvation  !  0  the  joyful  sound  ! 

'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears  ; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  death's  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

254.  CM. 

WEGIUN. 

•  Christ's  Ascension  the  ground  of  ours. 

1  Since  Christ  has  gone  to  heaven,  his  home 

I  too  must  one  day  share ; 
And  in  this  hope  I  overcome 
All  anguish  and  despair. 

2  Since  Christ  has  reached  his  glorious  throne, 

And  mighty  gifts  are  his, 
My  heart  can  rest  in  heaven  alone, 
Where  now  my  treasure  is. 

3  From  thy  ascension  let  such  grace, 

My  Lord,  be  found  in  me, 
That  steadfast  faith  may  guide  my  ways 
Unfaltering  up  to  thee ! 

255.  C.  M. 

WATTS. 

Praising  the  Lamb. 

I  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 


2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 

"To  be  exalted  thus  ;" 
"Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us." 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

256.  c.  11 

MILTON. 

The  Kingdom  of  God  on  Earth. 

1  The  Lord  will  come,  and  not  be  slow ; 

His  footsteps  cannot  err  ; 
Before  him  righteousness  shall  go, 
His  royal  harbinger. 

2  The  nations  all  whom  thou  hast  made 

Shall  come,  and  all  shall  frame 
To  bow  them  low  before  thee,  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  name. 

3  Truth  from  the  earth,  like  to  a  flower, 

Shall  bud  and  blossom  then, 
And  Justice,  from  her  heavenly  bower, 
Look  down  on  mortal  men. 

4  Thee  will  I  praise,  O  Lord,  my  God, 

Thee  honor  and  adore 
With  my  whole  heart,  and  blaze  abroad 
Thy  name  for  evermore. 

257.  C.  M. 

MOORE. 

The  Latter  Day. 

1  Who  shall  behold  the  glorious  day, 

When,  throned  on  Zion's  brow," 
The  Lord  shall  rend  the  veil  away 

Which  hides  the  nations  now  ! 
When  earth  no  more  beneath  the  fear 

Of  his  rebuke  shall  lie  ; 
When  pain  shall  cease,  and  every  tear 

Be  wiped  from  every  eye. 

2  Then  shall  the  world  no  longer  mourn 

Beneath  oppression's  chain ; 
The  days  of  splendor  shall  return, 

And  all  be  new  again. 
The  fount  of  life  shall  then  be  quaffed 

In  peace  by  all  who  come, 
And  every  wind  that  blows  shall  waft 

Some  long-lost  exile  home. 

258.  C.  M. 

The  Gospel  Feast. 

1  On  Zion,  his  most  holy  mount, 

God  will  a  feast  prepare  ; 
And  Israel's  sons,  and  Gentile  lands, 
Shall  in  the  banquet  share. 

2  See  to  the  vilest  of  the  vile 

A  free  acceptance  given  ! 
See  rebels,  by  adopting  grace, 
Sit  with  the  heirs  of  heaven ! 


AN'ONTMOUS. 


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C.  M. 


REGINALD    SPOFFOETH. 


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259.    CM. 

Grace  abounding  over  Sin. 

3  See,  here  an  endless  ocean  flows 

Of  never-failing  grace ! 
Behold,  a  dying  Saviour's  veins 
The  sacred  flood  increase  ! 

4  It  rises  high,  and  drowns  the  hills, 

Has  neither  shore  nor  bound  : 

Now,  if  we  search  to  find  our  sins, 

Our  sins  can  ne'er  be  found. 


260.    C.  M. 

BURDEB. 

Prayer  for  Christ's  Triumph. 

1  Jesus,  immortal  King  !  arise ; 

llise  and  assert  thy  sway ; 
Till  earth  subdued,  its  tribute  bring, 
And  distant  lands  obey. 

2  Ride  forth,  victorious  Conqueror !  ride, 

Till  all  thy  foes  submit ; 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  resign 
Their  trophies  at  thy  feet. 


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261.    L.M. 

WATTS. 

Universal  Blessings  of  Christ's  Reign. 

2  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  : 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains  ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

3  Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 
More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 

4  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  their  king  ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  Amen. 


262.    I-  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Hymn  of  the  Church  Triumphant. 

1  Triumphant  Zion  !  lift  thy  head 

From  dust,  and  darkness,  and  the  dead ; 
Though  humbled  long,  awake  at  length, 
And  gird  thee  with  thy  Saviour's  strength  ! 

2  Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thine  excellence  be  known  ; 
Decked  in  the  robes  of  righteousness, 
Thy  glories  shall  the  world  confess. 

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3  No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  fill  thy  hallowed  walls  with  dread ; 
No  more  shall  sin's  insulting  host 
Their  victory  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 

4  Thy  God  on  high  has  heard  thy  prayer, 
His  hand  thy  ruin  shall  repair ; 

Nor  will  thy  watchful  Monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 

263.     L.  M. 

H.    BALLOXJ. 

Blessings  of  Christ's  Universal  Reign. 

When  God  descends  with  men  to  dwell, 

And  all  creation  wakes  anew, 
What  tongue  can  half  the  wonders  tell  ? 


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2  Celestial  streams  shall  gently  flow  ; 

The  wilderness  shall  joyful  be  ; 
Lilies  on  parched  ground  shall  grow  ; 
And  gladness  spring  on  every  tree  ; 

3  The  weak  be  strong,  the  fearful  bold, 

The  deaf  shall  hear,  the  dumb  shall  sing, 
The  lame  shall  walk,  the  blind  behold  ; 
And  joy  through  all  the  earth  shall  ring. 

4  Monarchs  and  slaves  shall  meet  in  love  ; 

Old  pride  shall  die,  and  meekness  reign,— 
When  God  descends  from  worlds  above, 
To  dwell  with  men  on  earth  again. 


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BLENDON.    L.  M. 


F.    GIABDINI. 


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264.    L.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

God's  Mercies  in  the  Gospel. 

2  In  every  age  the  Lord  was  kind, 
And  to  his  church  revealed  his  mind  ; 
But  we  enjoy  a  wondrous  store 

Of  mercies  never  known  before. 

3  The  sun  of  heaven  illumes  the  soul ; 
Oceans  of  mercies  sweetly  roll ; 

The  heavenly  streams  of  truth  and  love 
Flow  freely  from  the  fount  above. 

4  Thy  truth  and  loving  kindness,  Lord, 
We  will  with  holy  songs  record ; 

To  us  are  richest  favors  given, 
And  praises  6hall  return  to  heaven. 


265.    L.  M. 

ANONYMOUS 

The  Hope  of  Man. 

1  The  past  is  dark  with  sin  and  shame, 

The  future  dim  with  doubt  and  fear ; 
But,  Father,  yet  we  praise  thy  name, 
Whose  guardian  love  is  always  near. 

2  For  man  has  striven,  ages  long, 

With  faltering  steps  to  come  to  theo, 
And  in  each  purpose  high  and  strong 
The  influence  of  thy  grace  could  see. 


3  He  could  not  breathe  an  earnest  prayer, 

But  thou  wast  kinder  than  he  dreamed, 
As  age  by  age  brought  hopes  more  fair, 
And  nearer  still  thy  kingdom  seemed. 

4  But  never  rose  within  his  breast 

A  trust  so  calm  and  deep  as  now ; — 
Shall  not  the  weary  find  a  Vest  ! 
Father,  Preserver,  answer  thou  ! 

5  'Tis  dark  around,  'tis  dark  above, 

But  through  the  shadow  streams  the  sun ; 
We  cannot  doubt  thy  certain  love  ; 
And  man's  true  aim  shall  yet  be  won ! 

266.   I*  M. 

EICHAEDS. 

The  Cloud  and  Pillar  of  Fire. 

1  Long  as  the  darkening  cloud  abode, 

So  long  did  ancient  Israel  rest ; 
Nor  moved  they,  till  the  guiding  Lord 
In  brighter  garments  stood  confest. 

2  Father  of  spirits,  light  of  light, 

Lift  up  the  cloud,  and  rend  the  veil; 
Shine  forth  in  lire,  amid  that  night 

Whose  blackness  makes  the  heart  to  fail. 

3  'Tis  done  !  to  Christ  the  power  is  given ; 

His  death  has  rent  the  veil  away, 
Our  great  forerunner  entered  heaven, 
And  oped  the  gates  of  endless  day. 


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4  Nor  shall  those  mists  that  brood  o'or  time, 

Forever  blind  the  mental  eye  ; 
They  backward  roll,  the  light  sublime 
Beams  glory  from  our  God  on  high. 

5  Adoring  nations  hail  the  dawn, 

All  kingdoms  bless  the  noontide  beam, 
And  light,  unfolding  life's  full  morn, 
Is  vast  creation's  deathless  theme. 


267.    L  M. 

Q.   BALLOU. 

Christ  Triumphant. 

1  Behold  the  long  expected  light ! 

'Tis  Jacob's  star  and  Jesse's  root : 
The  sun  itself  is  not  so  bright, 
Nor  bears  a  tree  such  heavenly  fruit. 

2  "With  spreading  glories,  lo  !  he  comes, 

And  gloomy  darkness  flies  apace  ; 

He's  brighter  than  ten  thousand  suns, 

With  beams  of  mercy  in  his  face. 

3  Sin,  now  condemned,  shall  cease  to  be, 

The  righteous  Judge  shall  bear  the  sway, 
Shall  set  our  race  from  bondage  free, 
And  take  all  guilt  and  woe  away. 

4  Roll  on,  thou  glorious  star  of  light, 

Display  thy  matchless  grace  abroad, 
And  chase  the  darkness  of  our  night, 
And  bring  the  nations  home  to  God. 


268.    L.M. 

WATTS. 

The  Promises  sure. 

1  Praise,  everlasting  praise  be  paid 

To  him  who  earth's  foundations  laid  ; 
Praise  to  the  God  whose  strong  decrees 
Sway  the  creation  as  he  please. 

2  Praise  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Who  rules  his  people  by  his  word ; 
And  there,  as  strong  as  his  decrees, 
Reveals  his  kindest  promises. 

3  0  for  a  strong,  a  lasting  faith, 

To  credit  what  th'  Almighty  saith ! 
To  hear  the  message  of  his  Son, 
And  call  the  joys  of  heaven  our  own  ! 

4  Then,  should  the  earth's  firm  pillars  shake, 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break, 

Our  steady  souls  would  fear  no  more 
Than  solid  rocks  when  billows  roar. 


269.    L.  M. 

WHTTTU*. 

Christianity. 

1  0  fairest  born  of  love  and  light, 

Yet  bending  brow  and  eye  severe 
On  all  which  pains  the  holy  sight, 
Or  wounds  the  pure  and  perfect  ear, — 

2  Beneath  thy  broad,  impartial  eye, 

How  fade  the  lines  of  caste  and  birth  ! 
How  equal  in  their  sufferings  lie 
The  groaning  multitudes  of  earth  ! 

3  Still  to  a  stricken  brother  true, 

Whatever  clime  hath  nurtured  him  ; 
As  stooped  to  heal  the  wounded  Jew 
The  worshipper  of  Gerizim. 

4  In  holy  words  which  cannot  die, 

In  thoughts  which  angels  leaned  to  know, 
Christ  gave  thy  message  from  on  high, 
Thy  mission  to  a  world  of  woe. 

5  That  voice's  echo  hath  not  died  ; 

From  the  blue  lake  of  Galilee, 
From  Tabor's  lonely  mountain  side, 
It  calls  a  struggling  world  to  thee. 


270.    L.  M. 


ANOHTMOUS. 


Influence  of  the  Gospel  like  Bain. 

1  As  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
Jesus  6hall  shed  his  blessings  down  ; 
Crowned  with  whose  life-infusing  drops, 
Earth  shall  renew  her  blissful  crops. 

2  The  dews  and  rains,  in  all  their  store, 
Drenching  the  pastures  o'er  and  o'er, 
Are  not  so  copious  as  that  grace 
Which  sanctifies  and  saves  our  race. 

3  As,  in  soft  silence,  vernal  showers 
Descend,  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers, 
So,  in  the  secrecy  of  love, 

Falls  the  sweet  influence  from  above. 

4  That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find 
In  holy  silence  of  the  mind, 

While  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

5  Nor  let  these  blessings  be  confined 
To  me,  but  poured  on  all  mankind, 
Till  earth's  wild  wastes  in  verdure  rise, 
And  a  young  Eden  bless  our  eyes. 


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St.  THOMAS'.     S.  M. 

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371.    S.  M. 

WATTS. 

TAe  Blessedness  of  Christ's  Reign. 
How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 

And  sought  but  never  found ! 
How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ; 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 

But  died  without  the  sight. 
The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 
The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad ; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 

Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

373.    S.  M. 

WATTS. 

Grace. 
Grace,  'tis  a  charming  sound, 

Harmonious  to  the  ear; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 

And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 
Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man ; 
And  all  its  steps  that  grace  display 

Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 


3  Grace  taught  my  roving  feet, 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road, 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days  ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 


373.    s.  M. 

H.  S 

Universal  Redemption. 

1  In  God's  eternity 

There  shall  a  day  arise, 
When  all  the  race  of  man  shall  be 
With  Jesus  in  the  skies. 

2  As  night  before  the  rays 

Of  morning  flees  away, 
Sin  shall  retire  before  the  blaze 
Of  God's  eternal  day. 

3  As  music  fills  the  grove 

When  stormy  clouds  are  past, 
Sweet  anthems  of  redeeming  love, 
Shall  all  employ  at  last. 

4  Redeemed  from  death  and  sin, 

Shall  Adam's  numerous  race 

A  ceaseless  song  of  praise  begin, 

And  shout  redeeming  grace. 


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DODDRIDGE. 

Efficacy  of  the  Gospel. 

2  Arrayed  in  beauteous  green, 

The  hills  and  valleys  shine, 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 

By  providence  divine  : 
The  harvest  bows  its  golden  ears, 
The  copious  seed  of  future  years. 

3  "  So,"  saith  the  God  of  grace, 

"  My  Gospel  shall  descend, 
Almighty  to  effect 

The  purpose  I  intend  : 
Millions  of  souls  shall  feel  its  power, 
And  bear  it  down  to  millions  more." 

Q75.      H.   M.     _  WATTS. 

Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 
1  Join  all  the  glorious  names 
Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
Or  angels  ever  bore : 

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To  speak  his  worth,  j    The  Saviour  forth. 

2  Great  prophet  of  our  God, 

Our  tongues  shall  bless  thy  name; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came, — 
The  joyful  news,    I  Of  death  subdued, 
Of  sins  forgiven,    |  And  peace  with  heaven. 

3  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  shed  his  blood  and  died ; 
Our  guilty  conscience  needs 

No  sacrifice  beside : 
His  precious  blood  |  And  now  it  pleads 
Did  once  atone,       |  Before  the  throne. 

4  O  thou  Almighty  Lord, 

Our  conqueror  and  our  king, 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 

Thy  reigning  grace,  we  sing  : 
Thine  is  the  power ;    \   In  willing  bonds 
O  make  us  sit  |   Beneath  thy  feet. 


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276.    H.  M. 

E.  TUR1 

Universal  King. 

2  The  sceptre  of  his  grace 

He  shall  forever  wield ; 
His  foes  before  his  face, 

To  strength  divine  shall  yield : 
The  conquest  of  his  truth  shall  show 
What  an  almighty  arm  can  do. 

3  His  alienated  sons, 

By  sin  beguiled,  betrayed, 
Shall  then  be  born  at  once, 

And  willing  subjects  made  : 
Such  numbers  shall  his  courts  adorn, 
As  dew-drops  of  the  vernal  morn. 

4  His  realm  shall  ever  stand, 

By  liberal  things  upheld, 
And,  from  his  bounteous  hand, 

All  hearts  with  joy  be  filled  ; 
A  universe  with  praise  shall  own 
The  countless  honors  of  his  throne. 


277.    H.  M. 
Grace  Triumphant. 


3.   STREETER. 


1  Before  the  world  was  made, 

Or  sun  or  planets  shone, 
Salvation's  base  was  laid 

In  God's  anointed  Son, 
Who  came  to  spread  the  truth  abroad, 
And  reconcile  a  world  to  God. 

2  By  mercy's  hand  upheld, 

Firmly  his  purpose  stands  : 
What  love  his  bosom  filled  ! 

What  kindness  moved  his  hands  ! 
What  pity  warmed  his  pleading  breath, 
Who  meekly  blest  his  foes  in  death  ! 

3  Now  raised  to  realms  above, 

Where  boundless  mercies  shine, 
Will  Christ  forget  his  love? 
Forget  this  heart  of  mine? 
O,  no  ;  his  favors  never  end ; 
He's  there,  as  here,  the  sinner's  friend. 


Christ's  work  and  dominion. 


139 


278.    H.  M. 

LISCHEB. 

The  Cross  celebrated. 

1  Ye  saints  your  music  bring, 

And  swell  the  rapturous  sound  ; 
Strike  every  trembling  string, 

Till  earth  and  heaven  resound  : 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  we  sing, — 
Awake,  ye  saints,  each  joyful  string. 

2  The  cross — the  cross  alone — 

Sublued  the  powers  of  hell  ; 
Like  lightning  from  his  throne, 

The  prince  of  darkness  fell : 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  we  sing, — 
Awake,  ye  saints,  each  joyful  string. 

3  The  cross  hath  power  to  save 

From  all  the  foes  that  rise ; 
The  cross  hath  made  the  grave 
A  passage  to  the  skies  : 
Angels  and  saints  its  power  shall  sing, 
Till  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring. 
279.*    H.  M. 

ANONYMOUS . 

Salvation  of  the   World. 

1  Let  earth  and  heaven  agree, 

Angels  and  men  be  joined, 
To  celebrate  with  me 

The  Saviour  of  mankind  : 
To  praise  the  all-redeeming  Lamb, 
And  bless  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name. 

2  Jesus,  transporting  sound  ! 

The  joy  of  earth  and  heaven ; 
No  other  help  is  found, 
No  other  name  is  given, 
By  which  we  can  salvation  have  ; 
But  Jesus  came  the  world  to  save. 

3  0,  for  a  trumpet's  voice, 

On  all  the  world  to  call, 
To  bid  their  hearts  rejoice 
In  him  who  died  for  all ! 
For  all,  my  Lord  was  crucified, 
For  all,  for  all,  my  Saviour  died  ! 
280.t     8&7s.    61. 

NEWTON 

Jesus  the  Friend  of  All. 

1  One  there  is,  above  all  others, 

Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend  ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 

Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end ; 
They  who  once  his  kindness  prove, 
Find  it  everlasting  love. 

2  Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood  1 
But  our  Jesus  died  to  have  us 

Reconciled  in  him  to  God  ; 
This  was  boundless  love  indeed, 
Jesus  is  a  Friend  in  need  ! 


3  O,  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften  ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love ; 
We  alas  !  forget  too  often 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above  ; 
But  when  home  our  souls  are  brought, 
We  will  love  thee  as  we  ought. 

981-t     8  &  7s. 

ANONYMOUS. 

God  of  Salvation. 

1  Hail,  the  God  of  our  salvation, 

Triumph  in  redeeming  love  !   , 
Let  us  all,  with  exultation, 
Imitate  the  blest  above. 

2  Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 

Bordered  on  the  shades  of  death, 
He  hath,  by  his  grace  revealing, 
Scattered  all  the  clouds  beneath. 

3  Father,  Source  of  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  Love  thou  art  ; 
Hail,  the  God  of  our  salvation, 
Praise  him,  every  thankful  heart ! 

282.*     8,  7&4s. 

KELL"/. 

Fountain  of  Life. 

1  See,  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain, 

Streams  of  living  water  flow  ; 
God  has  opened  there  a  fountain 
That  supplies  the  plains  below  : 

They  are  blessed 
Who  its  sovereign  virtues  know. 

2  Through  ten  thousand  channels  flowing, 

Streams  of  mercy  find  their  way  ; 
Life,  and  health,  and  joy  bestowing, 
Making  all  around  look  gay  : 

O  ye  nations, 
Hail  the  long-expected  day. 

283.     8  &  7s. 

COWPEB. 

The  Kingdom  of  Heaven. 

1  Hear  what  God,  the  Lord,  hath  spoken ; 

0  my  people,  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you  ; 
Scenes  of  heartfelt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways  ; 
You  shall  name  your  walls  salvation, 

And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise. 

2  There,  in  undisturbed  possession, 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign ; 
Never  shdJ  you  feel  oppression, 

Never  hear  of  war  again  ; 
God  shall  rise,  and,  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night ; 
He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  glory, 

God  your  everlasting  light. 


*  Sing  Lenox,  page  ' 


t  Sing  Worthing,  page  95— repeat  the  first  two  lines.       $  Sing  Greenville. 


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IFbrfc  o^  ffo  Gospel. 


P.  WILLIAMS. 


2  Let  the  dark,  benighted  pagan, 

Let  the  rude  barbarian,  see 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest 
Once  obtained  on  Calvary. 

3  Kingdoms  wide,  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light ; 
Now,  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night. 

4  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  Gospel ; 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease  : 
May  thy  lasting,  wido  dominions 
Multiply,  and  still  increase. 

285.*  7s. 

MONTGOMERY. 

The  Liberty  of  the  Sons  of  God. 

1  God  made  all  his  creatures  free  ; 
Life  itself  is  liberty  ; 
God  ordained  no  other  bands 
Than  united  hearts  and  hands. 


2  Sin  the  primal  charter  broke, — 
Sin,  itself  earth'6  heaviest  yoke  ; 
Tyranny  with  6in  began, 
Man  o'er  brute,  and  man  o'er  man 


3  But  a  better  day  shall  be, 
Life  again  be  liberty, 

And  the  wide  world's  only  bands 
Love-knit  hearts  and  love-linked  hands. 

4  So  shall  every  slavery  cease, 

All  God's  children  dwell  in  peace, 
And  the  new-born  earth  record 
Love,  and  Love  alone,  is  Lord. 

286.*    7s. 

MONTGOMERY. 

Praise  for  the  Gospel. 

1  Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang, 
Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang, 
When  Jehovah's  work  begun, 
When  he  spake,  and  it  was  done. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn, 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away — 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day  ; 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth- 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 


4  And  shall  man  alone  be  dumb, 
Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come  ? 
No ;  the  Church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms  and  hymns  and  songs  of  praise. 
*  Sing  to  Laudamue,  page  114. 


Christ's  work  and  dominion. 


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287.    7s. 

Christ's  Triumph. 


MONTGOMEBY. 


1  Hark  !  the  song  of  jubilee, 

Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fulness  of  "the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore  ; — 
Hallelujah  for  the  Lord ! 
God  omnipotent  shall  reign ; 


Hallelujah  !  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 
Hallelujah  ! — hark  !  the  sound, 

Heard  thro'  earth,  and  thro'  the  skies, 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies  : 
See  Jehovah's  banner  furled,  [done  ! 

Sheathed   his   sword;    he   speaks, — 'tL? 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 


288.*    ios. 

Triumph  of  the   Gospel. 
Pour,  blessed  Gospel,  glorious  news  for  man, 


Thy  stream  of  life  o'er  springless  deserts  roll : 
Thy  bond  of  peace  the  mighty  earth  can  span, 
And  make  one  brotherhood  from  pole  to  pole. 

2  On,  piercing  Gospel,  on  !  of  every  heart, 

In  every  latitude,  thou  own'st  the  key  : 
From  their  dull  slumbers  savage  souls  shall  start, 
With  all  their  treasures  first  unlocked  by  thee  ! 

3  Tread,  kingly  Gospel,  through  the  nations  tread ! 

With  all  the  noblest  virtues  in  thy  train  : 
Be  all  to  thy  blest  freedom  captive  led  ; 
And  Christ,  the  true  emancipator,  reign ! 

289.*    ios. 

Predicted  Glory  of  the  Messiah's  Kingdom. 

1  Rise,  crowned  with  light,  imperial  Salem,  rise ! 
Exalt  thy  towering  head,  and  lift  thine  eyes  ! 
See  heaven  its  sparkling  portals  wide  display, 
And  break  upon  thee  in  a  flood  of  day ! 

2  See  a  long  race  thy  spacious  courts  adorn, 
See  future  sons  and  daughters  yet  unborn, 
In  crowding  ranks  on  every  side  arise, 
Demanding  life,  impatient  for  the  skies  ! 

3  See  barbarous  nations  at  thy  gates  attend, 
Walk  in  thy  light,  and  in  thy  temples  bend ! 

See  thy  bright  altars  thronged  with  prostrate  kings, 
While  every  land  its  joyous  tribute  brings. 

4  The  seas  shall  waste,  the  skies  in  smoke  decay, 
Rocks  fall  to  dust,  and  mountains  melt  away; 
But  fixed  his  word,  his  saving  power  remains ; 
Thy  realm  shall  last,  thy  own  Messiah  reigns. 


290.t   c.  P.  M. 

MEDLEY. 

Excellency  of  Christ. 

1  0,  could  we  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
O,  could  we  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  in  our  Saviour  shine, 
We'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings, 

In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  We'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 


Exalted  on  his  throne  : 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
We  would,  to  everlasting  days, 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

3  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come, 
WTien  our  dear  Lord  will  bring  us  home, 

And  we  shall  see  his  face  : 
Then,  with  our  Saviour,  brother,  friend, 
A  blest  eternity  we'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 


•  Sing  Sabbath,  page  83.       t  Sing  Rapture,  page  73. 


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2  He  comes,  with  succor  speedy, 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong  ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  60uls,  condemned  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 


O'er  every  foe  victorious, 

He  on  his  throne  shall  rest, 
From  age  to  age  more  glorious, 

All  blessing,  and  all  blest. 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove ; 
His  name  shall  stand  forever, — 

That  name  to  us  is — Love. 


293.*    8s. 

M. 

Joys  of  Redemption. 

1  My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love, 
"His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim 
And  join  with  the  armies  above, 
To  shout  his  adorable  name. 


2  To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine 
Shall  be  my  eternal  employ ; 

To  see  them  incessantly  shine, 
My  boundless,  ineffable  joy. 

3  Ye  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns, 
Your  pride  with  disdain  I  survey : 

Your  pomps  are  but  shadows  and  sounds, 
And  pass  in  a  moment  away. 

4  The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 
Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine ; 

My  joy  everlastingly  flows — 
My  Lord,  my  Redeemer  is  mine. 
*  Sing  Gardner,  page  72. 


INVITATIONS. 


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The  Reconciliation. 


A.   C   THOMAS. 


2  Thou  by  all  shalt  be  confessed, 
Ever  blessing,  ever  blest, 
When  to  thy  eternal  rest, 

In  the  courts  above, 
Thou  shalt  bring  the  sore  oppressed ; 
Fill  each  joy-desiring  breast ; 
Make  of  each  a  welcome  guest, 

At  the  feast  of  love. 

3  When  destroying  death  shall  die, 
Hushed  be  every  rising  sigh, 
Tears  be  wiped  from  every  eye, 

Never  more  to  fall  ; 
Then  shall  praises  fill  the  sky, 
And  angelic  hosts  shall  cry, 
Holy,  Holy  Lord,  Most  High, 

Thouart  all  in  all ! 


294.    L.  M. 

HOPEDALE  COLL. 

A  Call,  and  the  Answer. 

1  Come,  sinners,  saith  the  mighty  God, 
Abhorrent  as  your  crimes  have  been, 
Lo,  I  descend  from  mine  abode, 
To  reason  with  the  sons  of  men. 


2  No  clouds  of  darkness  veil  my  face, 

No  vengeful  lightnings  flash  around  ; 
I  come  with  terms  of  life  and  peace  ; 

Where  sin  hath  reigned,  let  grace  abound. 

3  Yes,  Lord,  we  will  obey  thy  call, 

And  to  thy  gracious  sceptre  bow  ; 
O,  make  our  crimson  sins  like  wool, 
Our  scarlet  guilt  like  stainless  snow. 

4  So  shall  our  thankful  lips  repeat 

Thy  praises  with  a  tuneful  voice, 

While  humbly  prostrate  at  thy  feet, 

We  wonder,  worship,  and  rejoice. 

295.*   L-  M. 

DODDRIDGE. 

Knocking  at  the  Door. 

1  Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door! 

He  gently  knocks— has  knocked  before  ; 
Has  waited  long— is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  0  lovely  attitude  ! — he  stands 

With  melting  heart  and  loaded  hands ; 
O  matliless  kindness  ! — and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

3  Rise — touched  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine, — 
That  soul-destroying  monster,  sin,— 
And  let  the  heavenly  stranger  in. 


•  Sing  Allacia,  page  59,  or  Duke  Street,  page  75. 


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INVITATIONS. 


296.    L.  M. 

Invitation. 


H.   BALLOU. 


1  Come,  fellow-sinners,  come  away  ; 
Behold  the  fast-declining  sun ; 
No  longer  in  the  market  stay ; 
'Tis  time  our  labors  were  begun. 


2  O  be  not  faithless  in  the  Lord  : 

Whate'er  is  right  we  shall  receive ; 
If  we  but  hearken  to  his  word, 
He  will  immortal  treasures  give. 

3  Lord,  in  thy  vineyard  we  appear, 

To  labor  in  the"  works  of  love  ; 
O  may  we  be  thy  mercy's  care, 
Nor  from  thy  precepts  ever  rove. 


PETERBORO'.    C.  M. 

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STEEI 

The  Saviour's  Invitation. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 
Here  streams  of  bounty  flow, 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart, 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 


3  Ye  sinners,  come ;  'tis  mercy's  voice 
That  gracious  voice  obey ; 
'Tis  Jesus  calls  to  heavenly  joys  ; 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 


4  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts ; 
To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 


298.    c.  M. 

MEDLEY. 

The  Fountain  of  Living  Waters. 

1  0,  what  amazing  words  of  grace 

Are  in  the  gospel  found  ! 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case, 
Who  hears  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds, 

Your  every  burden  bring ; 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, 
A  deep,  celestial  spring. 

3  This  spring  with  living  water  flows, 

And  heavenly  joy  imparts ; 
Come,  thirsty  souls,  your  wants  disclose, 
And  drink  with  thankful  hearts. 

4  A  host  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 

Have  here  found  life  and  peace ; 
Come,  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 


INVITATIONS. 


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299.  C.  M. 

MOORE. 

Her  sins,  which  are  many,  are  forgiven ;  for  she 
loved  much. 

1  Were  not  the  sinful  Mary's  tears 

An  offering  worthy  heaven, 
When  o'er  tho  faults  of  former  years 
She  wept  and  was  forgiven  1 

2  When,  bringing  every  balmy  sweet 

Her  day  of  luxury  stored, 
She  o'er  her  Saviour's  hallowed  feet 
The  precious  perfume  poured, — 

3  Were  not  those  sweets  so  humbly  shed, 

That  shame,  those  weeping  eyes, 
And  the  sunk  heart  which  inly  bled, 
Heaven's  noblest  sacrifice  ? 

4  Thou  that  hast  slept  in  error's  sleep, 

O,  would'st  thou  wake  to  heaven, 
Like  Mary  kneel,  like  Mary  weep, 
"  Love  much,"  and  be  forgiven  ! 

300.  C.  M. 

WATTS. 

The  Gospel  Trumpet. 

1  Let  every  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds, 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

Who  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  th'  immortal  mind — 

3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast ; 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  streams  that  never  dry. 

301.  C.  M. 

STEELE. 

Yet  there  is  Room. 

1  Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 

Behold  a  royal  feast, 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  There  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms  ; 

He  calls — he  bids  you  come  : 
Though  guilt  restrains,  and  fear  alarms, 
Behold,  there  yet  is  room. 

3  O,  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love  ; 
While  hope  expects  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

4  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  songs  on  earth  unknown. 

(13)  *  Sing  S airland,  page 


And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  : 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore, 

Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

302.*    s.  M. 

EPIS.   COLL. 

The  Spirit  inviting. 

1  The  spirit,  in  our  heart-. 

Is  whispering,  "  Sinner,  come  ;" 
The  bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  "  Come  !" 

2  Let  him  who  hearcth  say 

To  all  about  him,  "  Come  ;" 
Let  him  that  thirsts  fur  righteousness 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come. 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 

O,  let  him  freely  come, 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life ; 
'Tis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo  !  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,," I  quickly  come  :" 
Lord,  even  so  ;  we  wait  thy  hour  ; 
0  blest  Redeemer  come. 


303.*    s.  M. 


BRIOGS     COLL. 


The  Heavenly  Call. 

1  Come  to  the  land  of  peace, 

From  shadows  come  away, 
Where  all  the  sounds  of  weeping  cease, 
And  storms  no  more  have  sway. 

2  Fear  hath  no  dwelling  here  ; 

But  pure  repose  and  love 
Breathe  through  the  bright,  celestial  air, 
The  spirit  of  the  dove. 

3  Come  to  the  bright  and  blest, 

Gathered  from  every  land  ; 
For  here  thy  soul  shall  find  its  rest, 
Amidst  the  shining  band. 

4  In  this  divine  abode 

Change  leaves  no  saddening  trace  ; 
Come,  trusting  spirit,  to  thy  God, 
Thy  holy  resting  place ! ' 


304.*    S.  M. 


The  same. 

1  Ye  trembling  captives  !  hear  ; 
The  gospel-trumpet  sounds ; 

No  music  more  can  charm  the  ear, 
Or  heal  your  heart-felt  wounds. 

2  'Tis  not  the  trump  of  war, 
Nor  Sinai's  awful  roar, 

Salvation's  news  it  spreads  afar, 
And  vengeance  is  no  more. 

3  Forgiveness,  love,  and  peace, 
Glad  heaven  aloud  proclaims  ; 

And  earth,  the  jubilee's  release, 
With  eager  rapture  claims, 
or  Sabbath  Evening,  page  105. 


PKATT  S   COLL. 


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Come  to  Jesus. 


VESTRY  HTMNS. 


2  Do  you  fear  your  own  unfitness, 

Burdened  as  ye  are  with  sin  ? 

'Tis  the  Holy  Spirit's  witness  ; 

Christ  invites  you, — enter  in. 

3  Stay  not,  pondering  on  your  sorrow, 

Turn  from  your  own  self  away, 
Do  not  linger  till  to-morrow, — 
Come  to  Christ  without  delay. 

4  Jesus,  with  thy  word  complying, 

Firm  our  faith  and  hope  shall  be ; 
On  thy  faithfulness  relying, 
We  will  cast  our  souls  on  thee. 

306.       8    &    7S.  ANONYMOUS. 

A  Call  to  the   Wandering. 

1  Tell  us,  wanderer !  wildly  roving 

From  the  path  that  leads  to  peace, 
Pleasure's  false  enchantment  loving — 
When  will  thy  delusion  cease  ? 

2  Once,  like  thee,  by  joys  surrounded, 

We  could  kneel  at  pleasure's  shrine  ; 
Then  our  brightest  hopes  were  bounded 
By  delights  as  false  as  thine. 

3  But  those  visions  never  blessed  us — 

Soon  their  fleeting  day  was  o'er  ; 
Then  the  world  that  hath  caressed  us, 
Charmed  us  with  its  smiles  no  more. 

4  Such  is  pleasure's  transient  story  ; 

Lasting  happiness  is  known 

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Only  in  the  path  to  glory, — 
In  the  Saviour's  love  alone. 

307.     8  &  7s. 

WINCHELL;S  COLL. 

The  Gosvel  Proclamation. 

1  Hark  !  the  gospel  trumpet's  sounding ; 
Sinners,  hear  the  joyful  call ; 

Christ,  in  pardoning  love  abounding, 
Offers  liberty  to  all. 

2  Tho'  your  crimes  have  reached  to  heaven, 
And  of  deepest  dye  appear  ; 

Ask,  and  they  shall  be  forgiven, 
Seek,  and  you  shall  find  him  near. 

3  Cast  your  load  of  guilt  behind  you, 
To  the  Lord  for  mercy  flee  ; 

Though  the  strongest  fetters  bind  you, 
His  salvation  makes  you  free. 

308.      8,  7.&4S.  ALLEN. 

Mercy's  Plea. 

1  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 
News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim  : — 

"  To  each  rebel  sinner  pardon  ; 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  :" 

Oh,  what  mercy ! 
"Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 

2  Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  messago 
Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 

Every  sentence,  O  how  tender! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love  : 

Listen  to  it ; 
Every  lino  is  full  of  love, 
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The  Saviour's  Call. 

Pilgrim,  burdened  with  thy  sin, 

Come  the  way  to  Zion's  gate ; 
There,  till  mercy  speaks  within, 

Knock,  and  weep,  and  watch,  and  wait 
Knock,  he  knows  the  sinner's  cry  ; 

Weep,  he  loves  the  mourner's  tears  ; 
Watch,  for  saving  grace  is  nigh ; 

Wait,  till  heavenly  grace  appears. 


Hark,  it  is  the  Saviour's  voice, 

"  Welcome,  pilgrim,  to  thy  rest !" 
Now  within  the  gate  rejoice, 

Safe,  and  owned,  and  bought,  and  blest 
Safe,  from  all  the  lures  of  vice ; 

Owned,  by  joys  the  contrite  know ; 
Bought,  by  love  and  life  the  price  ; 

Blest,  the  mighty  debt  to  owe. 


3  Holy  pilgrim  !  what  for  thee 
In  a  world  like  this  remains  ? 
From  thy  guarded  breast  shall  flee 
Fear,  and  shame,  and  doubts,  and  pains 


Fear,  the  hope  of  heaven  shall  fly, 
Shame,  from  glory's  view  retire  ; 

Doubt,  in  full  belief  shall  die, 
Pain,  in  endless  bliss  expire. 


310.     7s.   81. 

Nearness  of  Christ. 


AN0XYM0C3. 


1  Mary  to  the  Saviour's  tomb 

Hasted  at  the  early  dawn, 
Spice  she  brought,  and  sweet  perfume, 

But  the  Lord  she  loved  had  gone. 
Trembling,  while  a  crystal  flood 

Issued  from  her  weeping  eyes, 
For  awhile,  she  lingering  stood, 

Filled  with  sorrow  and  surprise. 


2  But  her  sorrows  quickly  fled 

When  she  heard  his  welcome  voice ; 
Christ  had  risen  from  the  dead ; 

Now  he  bids  her  heart  rejoice  ; 
What  a  change  his  word  can  make, 

Turning  darkness  into  day  ; 
Ye  who  weep  for  Jesus'  sake, 

He  will  wipe  your  tears  away. 


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ANONYMOUS. 

I  will  arise  and  go  to  my  Father. 

Those  arms  were  round  our  childish  ways, 
A  guard  through  helpless  years  to  be ; 

0  leave  not  our  maturer  days, 

We  still  are  helpless  without  thee ! 

3  We  trusted  hope  and  pride  and  strength  : 

Our  strength  proved  false,  our  pride  was 
vain, 
Our  dreams  have  faded  all  at  length, — 
We  come  to  thee,  0  Lord,  again ! 

4  A  guide  to  trembling  steps  yet  be  ! 

Give  us  of  thine  eternal  powers  ! 
So  shall  our  paths  all  lead  to  thee, 
And  life  smile  on  like  childhood's  hours. 

312.  L.  M. 

MOORE. 

Breathings  of  Grace. 

1  Like  morning — when  her  early  breeze 
Breaks  up  trie  surface  of  the  seas, 
That,  in  their  furrows,  dark  with  night, 
Her  hand  may  sow  the  seeds  of  light — 

2  Thy  grace  can  send  its  breathings  o'er, 
The  spirit  dark  and  lost  before ; 

And,  freshening  all  its  depths,  prepare 
For  truth  divine  to  enter  there. 


3  Till  David  touched  his  sacred  lyre, 
In  silence  lay  the  unbreathing  wire ; 
But  when  he  swept  its  chords  along, 
Then  angels  stooped  to  hear  the  song. 

4  So  sleeps  the  soul,  till  thou,  0  Lord, 
Shalt  deign  to  touch  its  lifeless  chord  ; 
Till,  waked  by  thee,  its  breath  shall  rise, 
In  music  worthy  of  the  skies. 

313.    L.  M. 

STEELE. 

Faith  in  the  Redeemer's  Sacrifice. 

1  Lord,  when  my  thoughts,  delighted,  rove 
Amidst  the  wonders  of  thy  love, 

Glad  hope  revives  my  drooping  heart, 
And  bids  intruding  fear  depart. 

2  I  hear  thy  groans  with  deep  surprise, 
And  view  thy  wounds  with  weeping  eyes  ; 
Each  bleeding  wound,  each  dying  groan, 
With  anguish  filled  and  pains  unknown. 

3  For  mortal  crimes  a  sacrifice, 

The  Lord  of  life,  the  Saviour,  dies  ; 
What  love  !  what  mercy  !  how  divine  ! 
And  can  I  call  this  Saviour  mine  ! 

4  Be,  then,  my  heart  and  all  my  days 
Devoted  to  my  Saviour's  praise, 
And  let  my  glad  obedience  prove 
How  much  I  owe,  how  much  I  love. 


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314.  l.  M. 

CHRISTIAN   MELODT. 

Happiness  of  Religion. 

1  Happy  the  man  that  finds  the  grace, 
The  Messing  of  God's  chosen  race  ; 
The  wisdom  coming  from  above, 
The  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love. 

2  Happy  beyond  description  he 

Who  knows  "the  Saviour  died  for  me  !" 
The  gift  unspeakable  obtains, 
And  heavenly  understanding  gains. 

3  Wisdom  divine  !  who  tells  the  price 
Of  wisdom's  costly  merchandise  ! 
Wisdom  to  silver,  0,  prefer ! 

For  gold  is  dross  compared  to  her. 

4  To  purest  joys  she  all  invites, 

To  holy,  chaste,  and  sweet  delights  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  flowery  paths  are  peace. 

315.  L.  M. 

LTRA  CaTH. 

Penitential  Prayer. 

1  Health  of  the  weak,  to  make  them  strong  ! 
Refuge  of  sinners,  and  their  song  ! 
Comfort  of  each  afflicted  breast ! 

Haven  of  hope  in  realms  of  rest ! 

2  Lord  of  the  patriarchs  gone  before  ! 
Light  of  the  prophets'  learned  lore ! 
Deign  from  thy  throne  to  look  on  me, 
And  hear  my  lowly  litany. 

3  Lead  me,  0  Spirit,  to  the  Son, 

To  taste  and  feel  what  he  has  done ; 
To  lay  me  low  before  his  cross, 
And  reckon  all  beside  as  dross ; 

4  To  speak,  and  think,  and  will,  and  move, 
And  love,  as  thou  would'st  have  me  love : 
O,  look  upon  this  bended  knee, 

And  hear  my  heart's  own  litany. 

316.*    L.  M.   61. 

MORAVIAN. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Life. 

1  Loosed  from  my  God,  and  far  removed, 

Long  have  I  wandered  to  and  fro ; 
O'er  earth  in  endless  circles  roved, 

Nor  found  whereon  to  rest  below  : 
But  now,  my  God,  to  thee  I  fly, 

For  oh  !  estranged  from  thee,  I  die. 

2  Endow  me  with  my  Saviour's  peace, 

Confirm  and  keep  my  longing  heart ; 
In  thee  may  all  my  wanderings  cease  ; 

From  thee  may  I  no  more  depart : 
Then  shall  the  joy  within  me  prove 
The  fulness  of  my  Father's  love  ! 


317.*    L.  M.    61. 

WESLEYS   COLL. 

Forgiveness  Implored. 

1  Forgive  us,  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 

Our  multitudes  of  sins  forgive  ! 
Our  souls  for  thy  possession  take, 

And  bid  us  to  thy  glory  live  ; 
To  walk  in  light,  and  gladly  prove 
Our  faith  by  our  obedient  love. 

2  The  covenant  of  forgiveness  seal, 

And  all  thy  mighty  wonders  show! 
Our  hidden  enemies  expel, 

And  conquering  them  to  conquer  go, 
Till  all  our  pride  and  wrath  be  slain, 
And  not  one  evil  thought  remain  ! 

'     318.    C.  ML 

DODDRIDGE. 

Covenant  of  Grace. 

1  My  God  !  the  covenant  of  thy  love 

Abides  forever  sure  ; 
And  in  its  matchless  grace  I  feel 
My  happiness  secure. 

2  Since  thou,  the  everlasting  God, 

My  Father  an  become, 
Jesus  my  guardian  and  my  friend, 
And  heaven  my  final  home  ; — 

3  I  welcome  all  thy  sovereign  will, 

For  all  that  will  is  love  ; 
And  when  I  know  not  what  thou  dost, 
I  wait  the  light  above. 

319.    c.  M. 

WESLETAX. 

A  Xew  Life  Implored. 

1  Give  us  ourselves  and  thee  to  know, 

In  this  our  gracious  day  ; 

Repentance  unto  life  bestow, 

And  take  our  sins  away. 

2  Impoverish,  Lord,  and  then  relieve, 

And  then  enrich  the  poor ; 
The  knowledge  of  our  sickness  give, 
The  knowledge  of  our  cure. 

3  Convince  us  of  our  unbelief, 

And  freely  then  release  ; 
Fill  every  soul  with  sacred  grief, 
And  then  with  sacred  peace. 

3-20.    C.  M. 

BEDD01TB. 

Consecration  to  Christ. 

1  Witness,  ye  men  and  angels  now, 

Before  "the  Lord  we  speak  ; 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow, 
A  vow  we  dare  not  break  : 

2  That  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield, 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 
Or  ever  quit  the  field. 


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ARLINGTON.    C.  M. 

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Convert's  Devotion  to  Christ. 

2  Thy  gracious  hand  redeemed  the  slave, 

And  set  the  prisoner  free  : 
Be  all  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 
Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee. 

3  Here  at  thy  feet  I  wait  thy  will, 

And  live  upon  thy  word  ; 
O  give  me  warmer  love  and  zeal, 
To  serve  my  dearest  Lord, 


322.    C.  M. 

WATTS. 

Conversion. 

1  When  God  revealed  his  gracious  name, 

And  changed  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seemed  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  grace  appeared  so  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 

3  Great  is  the  work  ! — my  neighbors  cried, 

And  owned  the  power  divine  ; 
Great  is  the  work  ! — my  heart  replied, 
And  be  the  glory  thine. 


4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 
Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 


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323.    C.  M. 

Serving  God. 

1  O  not  to  fill  the  mouth  of  fame, 
My  longing  soul  is  stirred  ; 
O,  give  me  a  diviner  name  ! 
Call  me  thy  servant,  Lord ! 


2  No  longer  would  my  soul  be  known 

As  self-sustained  and  free  ; 
0,  not  mine  own  !    0,  not  mine  own ! 
Lord,  I  belong  to  thee  ! 

3  In  each  aspiring  burst  of  prayer, 

Sweet  leave  my  soul  would  ask 
Thine  every  burden,  Lord,  to  bear, 
To  do  thine  every  task. 

4  Forever,  Lord,  thy  servant  choose, — 

Nor  of  thy  claim  abate  ! 
The  glorious  name  I  would  not  lose, 
Nor  change  the  sweet  estate. 

5  In  life,  in  death,  on  earth,  in  heaven, 

No  other  name  for  me  ! 
The  same  sweet  style  and  title  given 
Through  all  eternity. 


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324.    c.  M. 

METHODIST   COLL. 

Prayer  for  Renewal. 

1  Long  have  I  seemed  to  serve  thee,  Lord, 

With  unavailing  pain  ; 
Fasted,  and  prayed,  and  read  thy  word, 
And  heard  it  preached  in  vain. 

2  Oft  did  I  with  the  assembly  join, 

And  near  thine  altar  drew  ; 
A  form  of  godliness  was  mine, 
The  power  I  never  knew. 

3  I  rested  in  the  outward  law, 

Nor  knew  its  deep  design  ; 
The  length  and  breadth  I  never  saw, 
And  height  of  love  divine. 

4  Where  am  I  now,  or  what  my  hope  ? 

What  can  my  weakness  do  ! 

Father,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up, 

'Tis  thou  must  make  it  new. 


325.    C.  M. 


MONTGOMERY. 


Prayer  for  Wisdom. 

1  Almighty  God !  in  humble  prayer, 

To  thee  our  souls  we  lift ; 
Do  thou  our  waiting  minds  prepare 
For  thy  most  needful  gift. 

2  We  ask  not  golden  streams  of  wealth, 

Along  our  path  to  flow ; 
We  ask  not  undecaying  health, 
Nor  length  of  years  below. 

3  We  ask  not  honors,  which  an  hour 

May  bring  and  take  away; 
We  ask  not  pleasure,  pomp  and  power, 
Lest  we  should  go  astray. 

4  We  ask  for  wisdom  ; — Lord,  impart 

The  knowledge  how  to  live ; 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart 
To  all  before  thee  give. 

5  The  young  remember  thee  in  youth, 

Before  the  evil  days  ! 
The  old  be  guided  by  thy  truth, 
In  wisdom's  pleasant  ways  ! 

326.    C.  M. 

FAWCETT 

Importance  of  Religion. 

1  Religion  is  the  chief  concern 

Of  mortals  here  below  ; 
May  I  its  great  importance  learn, 
Its  sovereign  virtue  know. 

2  More  needful  this  than  glittering  wealth, 

Or  aught  the  world  bestows  ; 
Not  reputation,  food,  or  health 
Can  give  us  such  repose. 


3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage 

Amidst  our  youthful  bloom  ; 
'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  for  th'  approaching  tomb. 

4  0  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renewed, 

Be  my  Redeemer's  throne  ; 
And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdued, 
His  government  to  own. 

327.    C.  M. 

VILLAGE  HTMNS. 

The  Prodigal's  Return. 

1  The  long-lost  son,  with  streaming  eyes, 

From  folly  just  awake, 
Reviews  his  wanderings  with  surprise, 
His  heart  begins  to  break. 

2  "I  starve,"  he  cries,  "nor  can  I  bear 

The  famine  in  this  land, 
While  servants  of  my  Father  share 
The  bounty  of  his  hand. 

3  "  With  deep  repentance  I'll  return 

And  seek  my  Father's  face  ; 
Unworthy  to  be  called  a  son, 
I'll  ask  a  servant's  place." 

4  Far  off  the  Father  saw  him  move, 

In  pensive  silence  mourn, 
And  quickly  ran,  with  arms  of  love, 
To  welcome  his  return. 

5  Through  all  the  courts  the  tidings  flew, 

And  spread  the  joy  around  ; 
The  angels  tuned  their  harps  anew, 
The  long-lost  son  is  found  ! 


328.    C.  M. 

BREVIABY 

True  Penitence. 

1  O  sinner,  bring  not  tears  alone, 

Or  outward  form  of  prayer, 
But  let  it  in  thy  heart  bo  known 
That  penitence  is  there. 

2  To  smite  the  breast,  the  clothes  to  re.id, 

God  asketh  not  of  thee  ; 
Thy  secret  soul  he  bids  thee  bend 
In  true  humility. 

3  O,  let  us,  then,  with  heartfelt  grief, 

Draw  near  unto  our  God  ; 
And  pray  to  him  to  grant  relief, 
And  stay  the  lifted  rod. 

4  0  righteous  Judge,  if  thou  wilt  deign 

To  grant  us  what  we  need ; 

We  pray  for  time  to  turn  again, 

And  grace  to  turn  indeed. 


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WATTS. 

Backsliding  and  Repentance. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  soul ; 

Bring  thy  salvation  near  ; 
When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 
From  every  deadly  snare  1 

3  When  shall  the  sovereign  grace 

Of  my  forgiving  God 
Restore  me  from  those  dangerous  ways 
My  wandering  feet  have  trod  ? 

4  0,  keep  my  soul  from  death, 

Nor  put  my  hope  to  shame ; 
For  I  have  placed  my  only  trust 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

5  With  humble  faith  I  wait 

To  see  thy  face  again  ; 
Of  Israel  it  shall  ne'er  be  said, 
"  He  sought  the  Lord  in  vain." 

330.  s.  M. 

WESLEY. 

Help  Implored. 

1  My  Father  bids  me  come, 

O,  why  do  I  delay  1 
He  calls  the  wandering  spirit  home, 
And  yet  from  him  I  stray  ! 

2  Father,  the  hindrance  show, 

Which  I  have  failed  to  see  : 
And  let  me  now  consent  to  know 
What  keeps  me  far  from  thee. 


3  Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 

Thy  trying  power  display ; 
Into  its  darkest  corners  shine, 
Take  every  veil  away. 

4  In  me  the  hindrance  lies, 

The  fatal  bar  remove  ; 
And  let  me  see,  in  sweet  surprise, 
Thy  full  redeeming  love. 

331.    S.M. 

bippon's  coll. 
Prayer  for  Deliverance. 

1  Like  Israel,  Lord,  am  I ; 

My  soul  is  at  a  stand ; 
A  sea  before,  a  host  behind, 
And  rocks  on  either  hand. 

2  0  Lord,  I  cry  to  thee, 

And  would  thy  word  obey  : 
Bid  me  advance  :  and,  through  the  sea, 
Create  a  new-made  way. 

3  The  time  of  greatest  strait, 

Thy  chosen  time  has  been, 

To  manifest  thy  power  is  great, 

And  make  thy  glory  seen. 

4  O,  send  deliverance  down, 

Display  the  arm  divine  ; 
So  shall  the  praise  be  all  thy  own, 
And  I  bo  doubly  thine. 


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332.  s.  M. 

J0U>'S. 

Thou  must  be  born  again. 

1  Thon  must  be  born  again  ! 

Such  was  the  solemn  word, 
To  him  who  eame,  not  all  in  vain, 
By  night,  to  seek  his  Lord. 

2  Thou  must  be  born  again  ! 

But  not  the  birth  of  clay  ; 
The  immortal  seed  must  thence  obtain 
Deliverance  into  day. 

3  Thou,  in  thy  inmost  mind, 

Must  own  the  same  control ; 
The  same  regenerating  wind 
Must  move  and  guide  thy  soul. 

4  Thou  canst  not  choose  but  trace 

The  steps  the  Master  trod ; 
If  once  thou  feel  his  truth  and  grace, 
A  conscious  child  of  God. 

333.  s.  M. 

BULFINCH. 

Convert's  Joy. 

1  How  glorious  is  the  hour, 

When  first  our  souls  awake, 
And  through  thy  spirit's  quickening  power 
Of  the  new  life  partake  ! 

2  With  richer  beauty  glows 

The  world,  before  so  fair ; 
Her  holy  light  religion  throws, 
Keflected  everywhere. 

3  Amid  repentant  tears, 

We  feel  sweet  peace  within  ; 
We  know  the  God  of  mercy  hears 
And  pardons  every  sin. 

4  Born  of  thy  spirit,  Lord, 

Thy  spirit  may  we  share  ; 
Deep  in  our  hearts  inscribe  thy  word, 
And  place  thine  image  there. 

334.*   7s. 

REED. 

The  Spirit  Invoked. 

1  Holy  Ghost !  with  light  divine, 
Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost !  with  power  divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine  ; 
Long  hath  sin  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost !  with  joy  divine, 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine, 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart, 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit !  all  divine, 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Cast  down  every  idol-throne, 
Reign  supreme, — and  reign  alone ! 

*  Sing  to  Naehville,  page  54. 


335.*   7s. 

Come  Home! 


BRIQOS'  COLL. 


1  Soul !  celestial  in  thy  birth, 
Dwelling  yet  in  lowliest  earth, 
Panting,  shrinking  to  be  free, 
Hear  God's  spirit  whisper  thee. 

2  Thus  it  saith,  in  accents  mild, 
"Weary  wanderer,  wayward  child, 
From  thy  Father's  earnest  love, 
Still  forever  wilt  thou  rove  ? 

3  "  Turn  to  hope,  and  peace,  and  light 
Freed  from  sin,  and  earth  and  night ; 
I  have  called,  entreated  thee, 

In  my  mercies  gentle,  free. 

4  "  Human  soul,  in  love  divine, 

I  have  sought  to  make  thee  mine ; 
Still  for  thee,  good  angels  yearn  ; 
Human  soul,  return,  return." 


336. 


7s. 


Seeking  Divine  Aid. 

1  Blest  Instructor,  from  thy  ways 
Who  can  tell  how  oft  he  strays  ? 
Purge  me  from  the  guilt  that  lies 
Wrapt  within  my  heart's  disguise. 

2  Let  my  tongue,  from  error  free, 
Speak  the  words  approved  by  thee ; 
To  thy  all-observing  eyes, 

Let  my  thoughts  accepted  rise. 

3  While  I  thus  thy  name  adore, 
And  thy  healing  grace  implore ; 
Blest  Redeemer,  bow  thine  ear, 
God,  my  strength,  propitious  hear  ! 

337.t    7s. 

MIT 

The  same. 

1  Lord,  have  mercy  when  we  pray, 
Strength  to  seek  a  better  way; 
W^hen  our  wakening  thoughts  begin 
First  to  loath^heir  cherished  sin ; 
When  our  w™y  spirits  fail, 

And  our  aching  brows  are  pale, 
When  our  tears  bedew  thy  word, 
Then,  O  then,  have  mercy,  Lord. 

2  Lord,  have  mercy,  when  we  know 
First  how  vain  this  world  below  ; 
When  its  darker  thoughts  oppress, 
Doubts  perplex,  and  fears  distress, 
When  the  earliest  gleam  is  given, 
Of  the  bright  but  distant  heaven ; 
Then  thy  fostering  grace  afford, 
Then,  0  then,  have  mercy,  Lord ! 

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Confession  of  Sin. 


J.   TATXOB. 


2  Deep  regret  for  follies  past, 

Talents  wasted,  time  misspent ; 
Heart6  debased  by  worldly  cares, 
Thankless  for  the  blessings  lent ; — 

3  Foolish  fears,  and  fond  desires, 

Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain, 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise, 
Oft  to  murmur  and  complain  ; — 

4  These,  and  every  secret  fault, 

Filled  with  grief  and  shame  we  own ; 
Humbled  at  thy  feet  we  lie, 

Seeking  pardon  from  thy  throne. 


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A  Call  to  Christ. 


ANONYMOUS. 


1  Sinner,  hear  your  Friend  and  Saviour, 

Hear  his  gracious  voice  to-day, 
Turn  from  all  your  vain  behavior, 
0,  repent,  return  and  pray  ! 

2  Now  he's  waiting  to  be  gracious, 

Now  he  stands  and  looks  on  thee  ; 
See  what  kindness,  love  and  pity, 
Shine  around  on  you  and  me. 


3  Come,  for  all  things  now  are  ready, 
Yet  there's  room  for  many  more ; 
O  ye  blind,  ye  lame  and  needy, 
Come  to  wisdom's  boundless  store ! 

340.*    8  &  7s. 

ROBINSON. 

Mercies   Gratefully  Acknowledged. 

1  Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 

2  Teach  me  some  melodious  measure, 

Sung  by  raptured  saints  above ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  sacred  pleasure, 
While  I  sing  redeeming  love. 

3  By  thy  hand  sustained,  defended, 

Safe  through  life,  thus  far,  I've  come ; 
Safely,  Lord,  when  life  is  ended, 
Bring  me  to  my  heavenly  home. 

4  0,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be  ! 
Let  thy  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee. 

5  Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love ; 
Here's  my  heart,  O,  take  and  seal  it : 
Seal  it  "from  thy  courts  above. 


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The  Soul's  Physician. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light  compared  with  sin ; 
On  every  part  it  seizes, 

But  rages  most  within  ; 
'Tis  palsy,  plague  and  fever, 

And  madness,  all  combined, 
And  none  but  a  believer, 

The  least  relief  can  find. 

3  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 

Seen  by  the  eye  of  faith, 
At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 

And  saves  the  soul  from  death. 
Come,  then,  to  this  Physician, 

His  help  he'll  freely  give  ; 
He  makes  no  hard  condition, 

'Tis  only — look  and  live  ! 

342.  7  &  6s. 

CO 

Joy  and  Peace  in  Believing. 

1  Sometimes  a  light  surprises 

The  Christian  while  he  sings  ; 
It  is  the  Lord,  who  rises 
With  healing  in  his  wings  ; 


When  comforts  are  declining, 
He  grants  the  soul  again 

A  season  of  clear  6hining, 
To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2  In  holy  contemplation, 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new  ; 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
"  E'en  let  the  unknown  morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may." 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing, 

But  he  will  bear  us  through; 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing, 

Will  clothe  his  people  too. 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens, 

No  creature  but  is  fed  ; 
And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens, 

Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  Though  vine,  nor  fig-tree  neither, 

Its  wonted  fruit  should  bear ; 
Though  all  the  field  should  wither, 

Nor  flocks,  nor  herds  be  there ; 
Yet  God  the  same  abiding, 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice ; 
For  while  in  him  confiding, 

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 


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343.    C.  P.M. 

NEWT 

The  Penitent  Surrendering. 

2  If  thou  hadst  bid  thy  thunders  roll, 
And  lightnings  flash  to  awe  my  soul, 

I  still  had  stubborn  been : 
But  mercy  has  my  heart  subdued, 
A  bleeding  Saviour  I  have  viewed, 

And  now  I  hate  my  sin. 

3  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone ; 
Come,  take  possession  of  thine  own, 

For  thou  hast  set  me  free  ; 
Released  from  Satan's  hard  command 
See  all  my  powers  in  waiting  stand, 

To  be  employed  by  thee. 


344.*    S.  H.  M. 

Excellence  of  Faith. 

Faith  is  the  Christian's  prop, 

Whereon  his  sorrows  lean ; 


It  is  the  substance  of  his  hope, 
His  proof  of  things  unseen ; 
It  is  the  anchor  of  his  soul 
When  tempests  rage  and  billows  roll. 


Faith  is  the  polar  star 

That  guides  the  Christian's  way, 
Directs  his  wanderings  from  afar 

To  realms  of  endless  day  ; 
It  points  the  course  where'er  he  roam, 
And  safely  leads  the  pilgrim  home. 


3  Faith  is  the  rainbow's  form 

Hung  on  the  brow  of  heaven, 
The  glory  of  the  passing  storm, 
The  pledge  of  mercy  given  ; 
It  is  the  bright,  triumphal  arch, 
Through  which  the  saints  to  glory  march. 
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0.  WESLEY 

Convert's  Hymn. 

1  Oh !  how  happy  are  they 
Who  the  Saviour  obey, 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasures  above  ! 
O  what  tongue  can  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 

Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

2  It  was  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know  ! 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more, 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  lover  of  sinners  adore. 

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Of  that  holy  delight, 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood ! 

Of  my  Saviour  possess'd, 

I  was  perfectly  blest, 
As  if  filled  with  the  fulness  of  God. 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long, 
Was  my  joy ;  and  my  song 

Was  redemption  through  faith  in  his  name ; 

O  that  all  might  believe, 

And  salvation  receive, 
And  their  6ong  and  their  joy  be  the  same. 


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NERVE.    C.  M 

Allegro. 


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DODDRIDGE. 

The  Christian  Race. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around, 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  : 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all  animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye  ; — 

4  That  prize  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Must  blend  in  common  dust. 


347.    c.  M. 

DODDRIDGE 

Consecration. 

1  My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 

To  every  service  I  can  pay ; 
And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates  and  obey. 

2  What  is  my  being,  but  for  thee, 

Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end  ? 
I  live  thy  smiling  face  to  see, 
And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  friend. 


3  I  would  not  breathe  for  worldly  joy, 

Or  to  increase  my  worldly  good, 
Nor  future  days  or  powers  employ 
To  spread  a  sounding  name  abroad. 

4  'Tis  to  my  Saviour»I  would  live  ; 

To  him  who  for  my  ransom  died ; 

Nor  could  the  bowers  of  Eden  give 

Such  bliss  as  blossoms  at  his  side. 

5  His  work  my  hoary  age  6hall  bless, 

When  youthful  vigor  is  no  more  ; 
And  my  last  hours  of  life  confess 
His  dying  love's  constraining  power. 


348.    C.  M. 

BOW 

Holy  Aspirations. 

1  The  Saviour  now  is  gone  before 

To  yon  blest  realms  of  light  : 
O,  thither  may  our  spirits  soar, 
And  wing  their  upward  flight. 

2  Lord,  make  us  to  those  joys  aspire, 

That  spring  from  love  to  thee, 
That  pass  the  carnal  heart's  desire, 
And  faith  alone  can  see. 

3  To  guide  us  to  thy  glories,  Lord, 

To  lift  us  to  the  sky, 
O,  may  thy  Spirit  still  be  poured 
Upon  us  from  on  high. 


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349.  C.  M. 

BOSCOE. 

Work  of  Love. 

1  This  is  the  first  and  great  command — 

To  love  thy  God  above  ; 
And  this  the  second — as  thyself 
Thy  neighbor  thou  shalt  love. 

2  Who  is  my  neighbor  ?     He  who  wants 

The  help  which  thou  canst  give  ; 
And  both  the  law  and  prophets  say, 
This  do,  and  thou  shalt  live. 

350.  c.  m. 

ANONTMOUS. 

The  whole  Armor. 

1  O,  speed  thee,  Christian,  on  thy  way, 

And  to  thy  armor  cling ; 
"With  girded  loins  the  call  obey 
That  grace  and  mercy  bring. 

2  There  is  a  battle  to  be  fought, 

An  upward  race  to  run, 
A  crown  of  glory  to  be  sought, 
A  victory  to  be  won. 

3  The  shield  of  faith  repels  the  dart, 

That  Satan's  hand  may  throw  ; 
His  arrow  cannot  reach  thy  heart, 
If  Christ  control  the  bow. 

4  The  glowing  lamp  of  prayer  will  light 

Thee  on  thy  anxious  road  ; 
'Twill  keep  the  goal  of  heaven  in  sight, 
And  guide  thee  to  thy  God. 

351.  C.  M. 

Wesley's  coll. 
"  Thy  Kingdom  Come." 

1  Father  of  me  and  all  mankind, 

And  all  the  hosts  above, 

Let  every  understanding  mind 

Unite  to  praise  thy  love. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come,  with  power  and  grace, 

To  every  heart  of  man  ; 
Thy  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness, 
In  all  our  bosoms  reign  : 

3  The  righteousness  that  never  ends, 

But  makes  an  end  of  sin  ; 
The  joy  that  human  thought  transcends, 
Into  our  souls  bring  in  : 

4  The  kingdom  of  established  peace, 

Which  can  no  more  remove  ; 
The  perfect  power  of  godliness, 
Th'  omnipotence  of  love. 

352.  c.  M. 

J.  WEISS. 

Living  to  Christ. 

1  The  world  throws  wide  its  brazen  gates  ; 
With  thee  we  enter  in  ; 
O,  grant  us,  in  our  humble  sphere, 
To  free  that  world  from  sin  ! 


2  We  have  one  mind  in  Christ  our  Lord 

To  stand  and  point  above  ; 
To  hurl  rebuke  at  social  wrong  ; 
But  all,  O  God,  in  love. 

3  The  star  is  resting  in  the  sky  ; 

To  worship  Christ  we  came  ; 
The  moments  haste  ;  O,  touch  our  tongues 
With  thy  celestial  flame  ! 

4  The  truest  worship  is  a  life  ; 

All  dreaming  we  resign  ; 
We  lay  our  offerings  at  thy  feet, — 
Our  lives,  0  Christ,  are  thine  ! 

353.  C.  M. 

LTRA  CATH. 

Xearness  to  Christ. 

1  0,  see  how  Jesus  trusts  himself 

Unto  our  childish  love, 
As  though  by  his  free  ways  with  us 
Our  earnestness  to  prove  ! 

2  His  sacred  name  a  common  word 

On  earth  he  loves  to  hear  ; 
There  is  no  majesty  in  him 
Which  love  may  not  come  near. 

3  The  light  of  love  is  round  his  feet, 

His  paths  are  never  dim  ; 
And  he  comes  nigh  to  us  when  we 
Dare  not  come  nigh  to  him. 

354.  c.  M. 

H.    M.   WILLIAM8. 

Habitual  Devotion. 

1  While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  power, 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 

And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar  ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed  ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts'  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear  j 
That  heart  shall  res,t  on  thee. 


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ANONYMOUS 

Wisdom. 

2  Her  treasures  are  of  more  esteem, 

Than  ea6t  or  west  unfold  ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  all  their  mines  of  gold. 

3  In  her  right  hand  she  holds  to  view 

A  length  of  happy  days  ; 
Riches,  with  splendid  honors  joined, 
Her  left  hand  full  displays. 

4  She  guides  the  young  with  innocence, 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread  ; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

5  According  as  her  labors  rise ; 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

356.  C.  M. 

SCHMOLCK 

Death  and  Life  in  Christ. 

1  Lord,  let  thy  conquering  banner  wave 

O'er  hearts  thou  makest  free, 
And  point  the  path  that  from  the  grave 
Leads  heavenwards  up  to  thee. 

2  We  bury  all  our  sin  and  crime 

Deep  in  our  Saviour's  tomb, 
And  seek  the  treasures  there,  that  time 
Nor  change  can  e'er  consume. 


3  We  die  with  thee ;  0  let  us  live 

Henceforth  to  thee  aright  ; 
The  blessings  thou  hast  died  to  give, 
Be  daily  in  our  sight. 

4  Fearless  we  lay  us  in  the  tomb, 

And  sleep  the  night  away, 
If  thou  art  there  to  break  the  gloom, 
And  call  us  back  to  day. 

357.    c.  M. 

MONTOOMEBT. 

For  Grateful  Submission. 

1  One  prayer  I  have, — all  prayers  in  one,- 

When  I  am  wholly  thine  ; 
"  Thy  will,  my  God,  thy  will  be  done, 
And  let  that  will  be  mine." 

2  All-wise,  almighty,  and  all-good, 

In  thee  I  firmly  trust ; 
Thy  ways,  unknown  or  understood, 
Are  merciful  and  just. 

3  May  I  remember  that  to  thee 

Whate'er  I  have  I  owe  ; 
And  back  in  gratitude  from  me 
May  all  thy  bounties  flow. 

4  Thy  gifts  are  only  then  enjoyed, 

When  used  as  talents  lent ; 
Those  talents  only  well  employed, 
When  in  thy  service  spent. 

5  And  though  thy  wisdom  takes  away, 

Shall  I  arraign  thy  will  ? 
No,  let  me  bless  thy  name,  and  say, 
"  The  Lord  is  gracious  still." 


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358.  C.  M. 

DRENNAN. 

Law  of  Love. 

1  All  nature  feels  attractive  power, 

A  strong,  embracing  force  ; 
The  drops  that  sparkle  in  the  shower, 
The  planets  in  their  course. 

2  Thus,  in  the  universe  of  mind, 

Is  felt  the  law  of  love  ; 
The  charity  both  strong  and  kind, 
For  all  that  live  and  move. 

3  In  this  fine  sympathetic  chain 

All  creatures  bear  a  part ; 
Their  every  pleasure,  every  pain, 
Linked  to  the  feeling  heart. 

4  More  perfect  bond,  the  Christian  plan 

Attaches  soul  to  soul ; 
Our  neighbor  is  the  suffering  man, 
Though  at  the  farthest  pole. 

359.  C.  m. 

BATH  COLL. 

Prayer  for  Faith. 

1  0  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 

Though  pressed  by  every  foe, 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe  ! 

2  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 

Beneath  the  chastening  rod, 
But,  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 
Will  lean  upon  its  God  ; 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without ; 
That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear, 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt. 

4  Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this, 

And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 
We'll  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 

360.  CM. 

WREFORD. 

The  same. 

1  Lord  !  I  believe  ;  thy  power  I  own, 

Thy  word  I  would  obey  ; 
I  wander  comfortless  and  lone, 
When  from  thy  truth  I  stray. 

2  Lord !  I  believe  ;  but  gloomy  fears 

Sometimes  bedim  my  sight ; 
I  look  to  thee  with  prayers  and  tears, 
And  cry  for  strength  and  light. 

3  Lord !  I  believe  ;  but  oft,  I  know, 

My  faith  is  cold  and  weak ; 
Strengthen  my  weakness,  and  bestow 
The  confidence  I  seek  ! 

4  Yes,  I  believe ;  and  only  thou 

Canst  give  my  soul  relief; 
Lord;t*lo  thy  truth  my  spirit  bow, 
Help  thou  my  unbelief! 

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3G1.    c.  M. 

J.   LOMBARD. 

"  Take  not  thy  Holy  Spirit  from  me." 

1  Thou  God  our  heavenly  Father  art ; 

In  thee  we  live  and  move  ; 
0  let  thy  Spirit  fill  each  heart, 
That  we  may  know  thy  love  ! 

2  Thy  Spirit  in  a  world  of  strife 

Is  peaco  within  the  breast, 
In  all  the  care  and  toils  of  life 
It  gives  a  holy  rest. 

3  Though  dark  the  cloud  and  black  the  sky 

The  world  without  may  wear, 
We  have  no  fear,  since  thou  art  nigh, 
And  we  are  in  thy  care. 

4  Then  Father,  let  thy  Spirit  make 

Our  hearts  thy  dwelling  place, 
And  glad  shall  be  the  songs  we  wake 
For  all  thy  truth  and  grace ! 

362.  CM. 

LTRA   CATH. 

Achwiuledgment  of  Divine  Love. 

1  How  dread  are  thine  eternal  years, 

O  everlasting  God  ! 
By  prostrate  spirits  day  and  night 
Incessantly  adored ! 

2  Yet  I  may  love  thee  too,  O  Lord  ! 

Almighty  as  thou  art, 
For  thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 

3  Only  to  sit  and  think  of  God — 

O  what  a  joy  it  is  ! 
To  think  the  thought,  to  breathe  the  name, 
Earth  has  no  higher  bliss  ! 

4  Father  of  Jesus  !  love's  reward  ! 

What  rapture  will  it  be, 
Prostrate  before  thy  throne  to  lie, 
And  gaze  and  gaze  on  thee  ! 

363.  C  M. 

C.  WESLEY. 

A  Rest.  Remaineth. 

1  Lord  !  we  believe  a  rest  remains 

To  all  thy  people  known  ; 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns  ; — 
For  thou  art  served  alone  : — 

2  A  rest  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

Is  fixed  on  things  above  ; 
Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  that  we  now  that  rest  might  know, 

Believe  and  enter  in  ! 
Thou  Holiest !  now  the  power  bestow, 
And  let  us  cease  from  sin. 

4  Remove  this  hardness  from  our  heart, 

This  unbelief  remove ; 
The  rest  of  perfect  faith  impart, 
The  sabbath  of  thy  love. 


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ST.  MARTIN'S. 

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364.    C.  M. 

LYRA  CATH. 

Plea  for  Christ's  Love. 

2  0  Jesus  !   Thou  the  beauty  art 

Of  angel  worlds  above  ; 
Thy  name  is  music  to  the  heart, 
Enchanting  it  with  love. 

3  Poor  souls  !  that  know  not  how  to  love  ; 

They  feel  not  Jesus  near  ; 
And  they  who  know  not  how  to  love, 
Still  less  know  how  to  fear. 

4  The  majesty  of  God  ne'er  broke 

On  them  like  fire  at  night, 
Flooding  their  stricken  souls,  while  they 
Lay  trembling  in  the  light. 

5  Stay  with  us,  Lord,  and  with  thy  light 

Illume  the  soul's  abyss  ; 
Scatter  the  darkness  of  our  night, 
And  fill  the  world  with  bliss. 


365.    C.  M. 

Seeking  God. 


MITHODIST  COLL. 


1  Talk  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 
While  here  o'er  earth  we  rove ; 
Speak  to  our  hearts,  and  let  us  feel 
The  kindling  of  thy  love. 


2  With  thee  conversing,  we  forget 

All  time,  and  toil,  and  care  ; 
Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 

3  Here,  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  stay, 

And  bid  my  heart  rejoice  ; 
My  bounding  heart  shali  own  thy  sway, 
And  echo  to  thy  voice. 

366.    C.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Words  and  Deeds. 

1  Beneath  the  thick  but  struggling  clouds, 

We  talk  of  Christian  life  ; 
The  words  of  Jesus  on  our  lips, 
Our  hearts  with  man  at  strife. 

2  Traditions,  forms,  and  selfish  aims, 

Have  dimmed  the  inner  light ; 
Have  closely  veiled  the  spirit-world, 
And  angels  from  our  sight. 

3  Strong  6ouls  and  willing  hands  we  need, 

Our  temple  to  repair; 
Remove  the  gathering  dust  of  years, 
And  show  the  model  fair. 

4  We  slumber  while  the  present  calls, 

But  darkness  grows  with  rest ; 
Wouldst  thou  see  truth  ?   To  action  wake: 
Do  the  divine  behest. 


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367.  C.  M. 

WATTS. 

The  Importance  and  Influence  of  Love. 

1  Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

Where  love  inspires  the  breast  : 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge,  alas  !  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear  : 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  obedience  move  ; 
The  devils  know,  and  tremble,  too  ; 
But  they  can  never  love. 

4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  ; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  brightest  realms  of  bliss. 

368.  C.  M. 

POPE. 

Universal  Prayer. 

1  Father  of  all !  in  every  age, 

In  every  clime,  adored, 
By  saint,  by  savage,  and  by  sage, 
Jehovah,  Jove,  or  Lord ! 

2  Save  me  alike  from  foolish  pride, 

Or  impious  discontent, 
At  aught  thy  wisdom  has  denied, 
Or  aught  thy  goodness  lent. 

3  This  day  be  bread  and  peace  my  lot : 

All  else  beneath  the  sun 
Thou  know'st  if  best  bestowed  or  not, 
And  let  thy  will  be  done. 

4  To  thee  whose  temple  is  all  space, 

Whose  altar,  earth, -sea,  skies, 
One  chorus  let  all  beings  raise, 
All  nature's  incense  rise. 

369.  C.  M. 

POPE. 

The  same. 

1  Father  of  all !  whose  cares  extend 

To  earth's  remotest  shore, 
Through  every  age  let  praise  ascend, 
And  every  clime  adore. 

2  Mean  though  I  am,  not  wholly  so, 

Since  quickened  by  thy  breath ; 
Lord,  lead  me  wheresoe'er  I  go, 
Through  this  day's  life  or  death. 

3  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  woe, 

To  hide  the  fault  I  see  ; 

That  mercy  I  to  others  show, 

That  mercy  show  to  me. 

4  If  I  am  right,  thy  grace  impart 

Still  in  the  right  to  stay  ; 
If  I  am  wrong,  0  teach  my  heart 
To  find  that  better  way. 


5  What  conscience  dictates  to  be  done, 
Or  warns  me  not  to  do, 
This  teach  me  more  than  hell  to  shun, 
That  more  than  heaven  pursue. 

370.  C.  M. 

BKDDOMI. 

Blessing  of  Prayer. 

1  Prayer  is  the  spirit  of  our  God 

Returning  whence  it  came  ; 
Love  is  the  sacred  fire  within, 
And  prayer  the  rising  flame. 

2  It  gives  the  burdened  soul  repose, 

And  soothes  the  wounded  breast ; 
Yields  comfort  to  the  mourner  here, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways  ; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "Behold,  he  prays  !" 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death  j 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

371.  C.  M. 

T.  WmTTEMOBK. 

The  same. 

1  Our  Father,  who  in  heaven  art, 

All  hallowed  be  thy  name ; 
Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done, 
On  earth,  in  heaven  the  same. 

2  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread, 

Our  debts,  0  Lord,  forgive, 
As  we  forgive  our  enemies, 
And  thus  obedient  live. 

3  Into  temptation  lead  us  not, 

From  evil  keep  us  clean  ; 
Thine  is  the  kingdom,  glory,  power, 
Forevermore,  Amen. 

372.  C.  M. 

STEQMAN1T. 

"Abide  with  us." 

1  Abide  among  us  with  thy  grace, 

Lord  Jesus,  evermore," 
Nor  let  us  e'er  to  sin  give  place, 
Nor  grieve  him  we  adore. 

2  Abide  among  us  with  thy  ray, 

O  light  that  lighten'st  all, 
And  let  thy  truth  preserve  our  way, 
Nor  suffer  us  to  fall. 

3  Abide  among  us  as  our  shield, 

O  captain  of  thy  host ; 
That  to  the  world  we  may  not  yield, 
Nor  e'er  forsake  our  post. 

4  Abide  with  us  in  faithful  love, 

Our  Lord  and  Saviour  be, 
Thy  help  at  need,  0  let  us  prove, 
And  keep  us  true  to  thee. 


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WINCHELSEA.    L.  M. 


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GA3KELL. 

Press   O/i. 

2  Press  on,  press  on  !  through  toil  and  woe, 
With  calm  resolve,  to  triumph  go, 

And  make  each  dark  and  threatening  ill 
Yield  but  a  higher  glory  still. 

3  Press  on,  press  on  !  still  look  in  faith 
To  him  who  vanquished  sin  and  death  ; 
Then  shall  ye  hear  God's  word,  "  Well  done !" 
True  to  the  last,  press  on,  press  on ! 


374.    L.  M. 

Heavenly  Life  Here. 


1  Now  let  our  souls  on  wings  6ublime, 
Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time, 
Draw  back  the  parting  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new  celestial  birth, 

Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grasp  at  transitory  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys  1 

8  Shall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
When  we  are  walking  back  to  God  ? 
For  strangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 


4  Welcome,  sweet  hour  of  full  discharge, 
That  sets  our  longing  souls  at  large  ; 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dwell. 

5  To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoyed  above  ; 
And  the  sweet  expectation  now, 

Is  the  young  dawn  of  heaven  below. 

375.    L-  M. 

WATTS. 

The  Christian  Race. 

1  Awake,  our  souls,  away  our  fears  ; 

Let  every  trembling  thought  begone ; 
Awake,  and  run  tho  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

3  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply; 

While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength, 

Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

4  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode ; 

On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 

Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road. 


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376.  L.  M. 

T.  H.  GILL. 

God  hidden  and  manifest. 

1  What  secret  place,  what  distant  star, 

Is  like,  dread  Lord,  to  thine  abode? 
Whv  dwellest  thou  from  us  so  far  1 
We  yearn  for  thee,  thou  hidden  God  ! 

2  Yet,  Lord,  thou  dost  to  us  appear 

In  the  dear  Saviour's  smiling  face  ; 
The  heavenly  majesty  draws  near, 
And  offers  us  its  soft  embrace. 

3  To  us,  vain  searchers  after  God, 

To  us  the  Holy  Ghost  doth  come. 
From  us  thou  hidest  thine  abode, 

But  thou  wilt  make  our  souls  thy  home. 

4  0  glory  that  no  eye  may  bear  ! 

O  presence  bright,  our  soul's  sweet  guest ! 

0  farthest  off,  0  ever  near ! 

Most  hidden  and  most  manifest  ! 

377.  L.  M. 

0.  WESLEY. 

Enjoyment  of  Christ's  Love. 

1  Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me, 

No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare, 
Unite  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

2  Thy  love,  how  cheering  is  its  ray, 

All  pain  before  its  presence  flies ; 
Care,  anguish,  sorrow,  melt  away 
Where'er  its  healing  beams  arise. 

3  O,  let  thy  love  my  soul  inflame, 

And  to  thy  service  sweetly  bind  ; 
Transfuse  itthrough  my  inmost  frame, 
And  mould  me  wholly  to  thy  mind. 

4  Thy  love,  in  sufferings,  be  my  peace ; 

Thy  love,  in  weakness,  make  me  strong  ; 
And,  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 
Thy  love  shall  be  in  heaven  my  song. 

378.  L.  M. 

GEOEGE  WITHEB. 

The  Highest  Good  Sought. 

1  Sometime,  0  Lord  !  at  least  in  show, 

A  thankful  heart  we  do  profess, 
When  thou  such  blessings  dost  bestow, 
As  outward  riches,  health,  or  peace  ; 

2  But  for  that  means  which  may  conduce 

Our  souls  to  their  true  bliss  to  raise, 
We  make  not  very  frequent  use 
Of  thankful  words  or  hymns  of  praise. 

3  0  God,  forgive  this  crying  sin, 

More  wise,  more  thankful,  let  us  grow, 
To  mend  this  fault  let  us  begin, 
And  grace  obtain  more  grace  to  show  : 

4  For  all  of  earthly  wealth's  increase, 

Soundness  of  body,  strength  of  brain, 
A  free  estate,  an  outward  peace, 
Without  this  blessing  were  in  vain. 


379.    L.  M. 

WATTS. 

"  Ye  shall  know  them  by  their  fruits." 

1  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess  ; 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour,  God; 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride ; 
While  justice,  temperance,  truth  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 


380.   l.  M. 


MOXTGOMEST. 


The  Christian  Graces. 

1  Faith,  hope,  and  charity,  these  three, 
Yet  is  the  greatest  charity ; 
Father  of  lights,  these  gifts  impart 
To  mine  and  every  human  heart. 

2  Faith,  that  in  prayer  can  never  fail, 
Hope,  that  o'er  doubting  must  prevail, 
And  charity,  whose  name  above, 

Is  God's  own  name,  for  God  is  love. 

3  The  morning  star  is  lost  in  light, 
Faith  vanishes  at  perfect  sight, 
The  rainbow  passes  with  the  storm, 
And  hope  with  sorrow's  fading  form. 

4  But  charity,  serene,  sublime, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  death  and  time, 
Like  the  blue  sky's  all-bounding  space, 
Holds  heaven  and  earth  in  its  embrace. 

381.     L.  11 

WATTS. 

Christian  Charity  and  Fellowship. 

1  Not  different  food  nor  different  dress, 

Compose  the  kingdom  of  our  Lord; 
But  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness, 
Faith  and  obedience  to  his  word. 

2  When  weaker  Christians  we  despise, 

We  do  the  gospel  mighty  wrong ; 
For  God,  the  gracious  and*  the  wise, 
Receives  the  feeble  with  the  strong. 

3  Let  pride  and  wrath  be  banished  hence, 

Meekness  and  love  our  souls  pursue; 
Nor  shall  our  practice  give  offence 
To  saints,  the  Gentile  or  the  Jew. 


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METCALP.    L.  M. 


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382.  L.  M. 

The  Independent  and  Happy  Man. 

2  Whose  passions  not  his  masters  are  ; 

Whose  soul  is  still  prepared  for  death ; 
Not  tied  unto  the  world  with  care 
Of  prince's  ear  or  vulgar  breath ; 

3  Who  God  doth  late  and  early  pray 

More  of  his  grace  than  goods  to  lend, 
And  walks  with  man  from  day  to  day, 
As  with  a  brother  and  a  friend. 

4  This  man  is  freed  from  servilo  bands 

Of  hope  to  rise,  or  fear  to  fall ; 
Lord  of  himself,  though  not  of  lands, 
And  having  nothing,  yet  hath  all. 

383.  I*  M. 

0.  WESLEY. 

Prayer  for  Christian  Renewal. 

1  O  Thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight, 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee  ; 
O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free. 

2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross, 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross ; 
Hallow  each  thought ;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way; 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 


4  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe ; 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee; 
O  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  bill. 


384.   L.  M. 

Divine  Guidance  Implored, 


w.  soon. 


1  When  Israel  of  the  Lord  beloved, 

Out  from  the  land  of  bondage  came, 
Her  father's  God  before  her  moved, 
An  awful  guide  in  smoke  and  flame. 

2  By  day,  along  th'  astonished  lands, 

The  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow ; 
By  night,  Arabia's  crimsoned  sands 
Returned  the  fiery  column's  glow. 

3  Thus  present  still,  though  now  unseen, 

When  brightly  shines  the  prosperous  day, 
Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen, 
To  temper  the  deceitful  ray  ! 

4  And,  0,  when  gathers  on  our  path, 

In  shade  and  storm,  the  frequent  night, 
Be  thou,  long-suffering,  slow  to  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  light. 


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385.     L.  M. 


ANONYMOUS. 


Charitable  Judgment. 

1  Omniscient  God,  'tis  thine  to  know 
The  springs  whence  wrong  opinions  flow 
To  judge  from  principles  within, 
When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  sin. 

2  Who  with  another's  eye  can  read, 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed  ? 
Revering  thy  command  alone, 
We  humbly  seek  and  use  our  own. 

3  If  wrong,  forgive ;  accept,  if  right, 
Whilst  faithful,  we  obey  our  light,         , 
And  judging  none,  are  zealous  still, 
To  follow,  as  to  learn  thy  will. 

386.  L.  m. 

STEELE. 

Assurance  of  the  Divine  Favor. 

1  In  vain  the  world's  alluring  smile 
Would  my  unwary  heart  beguile  ; 
Deluding  world  !  its  brightest  day — 
Dream  of  a  moment — flits  away. 

2  To  nobler  bliss  my  soul  aspires  ; 
Come,  Lord,  and  fill  these  large  desires 
With  power,  and  light,  and  love  divine  ; 
O  speak  and  tell  me  thou  art  mine. 

3  The  blissful  word  with  joy  replete, 
Shall  bid  my  gloomy  fears  retreat : 
And  heavenly  hope,  serenely  bright, 
Illume  and  cheer  my  darkest  night. 

4  So  shall  my  joyful  spirit  rise, 

On  wings  of  faith,  above  the  skies ; 
Then  dwell  forever  near  thy  throne, 
In  joys  to  mortal  thought  unknown. 

387.  L-  M. 

WATTS. 

All  things  vain  without  Love. 

1  Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 

If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found 

Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspired  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell ; 
Or,  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store, 
To  feed  the  cravings  of  the  poor ; 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name  ; 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  works  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

388.  L.  M. 

G.  ROGERS. 

Religion. 
1  Eeligion !  in  its  blessed  ray 

All  thought  of  hopeless  sorrow  flies, 
Despair  and  anguish  melt  away 
Where'er  its  healing  beams  arise. 


How  dark  our  sinful  world  would  be — 
A  flowerless  desert,  dry  and  drear  I 

Did  not  this  light,  O  God,  from  thee 
Its  gloom  dispel,  its  aspect  cheer. 

2  Oh  !  by  it  many  a  heart  is  soothed, 

Which  else  would  be  with  sorrow  crushed, 
And  many  a  dying  pillar  smoothed, 

And  sob  of  parting  anguish  hushed. 
Across  the  troubled  sky  of  time 

It  doth  the  bow  of  promise  bend, 
A  symbol  of  that  cloudless  clime 

That  waits  the  soul  when  time  shall  end. 

3  Religion  !  may  its  holy  light 

Our  footsteps  guide  to  paths  of  peace  ! 
Our  solace  in  deep  sorrow's  night, 

Our  stay  as  mortal  powers  decrease. 
With  this  our  guide,  we  care  not  when 

Death's  signal  to  depart  is  given  ; 
Its  word  shall  bring  our  spirits  then 

The  calm  and  holy  peace  of  heaven. 

389.  L.  M. 

DODDRIDGE. 

Praising  God  in  Life  and  Death. 

1  God  of  my  life,  through  all  its  days 

My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  thy  praise, 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises,  raised  on  high, 

Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  its  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But  oh  !  when  that  last  conflict's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  flesh  no  more, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise, 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies  ! 

390.  L.  M. 

COWPER. 

Panting  for  Heavenly  Things. 

1  I  thirst,  but  not  as  once  I  did, 

The  vain  delights  of  earth  to  share ; 
Thy  wounds,  Immanuel,  all  forbid, 
That  I  should  seek  my  pleasure  there. 

2  It  was  the  sight  of  thy  dear  cross, 

First  weaned  my  soul  from  earthly  things 
And  taught  me  to  esteem  as  dross 

The  mirth  of  fools,  and  pomp  of  kings. 

3  I  want  that  grace  that  springs  from  thee, 

That  quickens  all  things  where  it  flows, 
And  makes  a  wretched  thorn  like  me 
Bloom  as  the  myrtle,  or  the  rose. 

4  For  sure,  of  all  the  plants  that  share 

The  notice  of  my  Father's  eye, 
None  proves  less  grateful  to  his  care, 
Or  yields  him  meaner  fruit  than  L 


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FEDERAL  STREET.    L.  M. 


H.    K.    OLIVER. 


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391.    L.  M. 

SOOTT. 

The  Blessing  of  Meekness. 

2  His  heart  no  broken  friendships  sting, 

No  storms  his  peaceful  tent  invade  ; 
He  rests  beneath  th'  Almighty  wing, 
Hostile  to  none,  of  none  afraid. 

3  Spirit  of  grace,  all  meek  and  mild, 

Inspire  our  breasts,  our  souls  possess  ; 
Repel  each  passion  rade  and  wild, 
And  bless  us  as  we  aim  to  bless. 


392.    L.  M. 

MONTGOMERY. 

Who  shall  stand  in  his  Holy  Place  ? 

1  The  earth  is  thine,  Jehovah  ;  thine 

Its  peopled  realms  and  wealthy  stores ; 
Built  on  the  floods  by  power  divine, 
The  waves  are  ramparts  to  the  shores. 

2  But  who  shall  reach  thy  holy  place, 

Or  who,  O  Lord,  ascend  thy  hill? 
The  pure  in  heart  shall  see  thy  faco ; 
The  perfect  man  that  doth  thy  will. 

3  He  who  to  bribes  hath  closed  his  hand, 

To  idols  never  bent  the  knee, 
Nor  sworn  in  falsehood, — he  shall  stand 
Redeemed,  aud  owned,  and  kept  by  thee. 


393.  L.  M. 

KEBLE. 

"Not  that  thou  wouldst  take  them  out  of  the  world, 
but  keep  them  from  its  evil." 

1  Sweet  is  the  bliss  of  souls  serene, 

When  they  have  sworn  and  steadfast  mein, 
Counting  the  cost,  in  all  t'  espy 
Their  God,  in  all  themselves  deny. 

2  O  could  we  learn  that  sacrifice, 
What  lights  would  all  around  us  rise  ! 
How  would  our  hearts  with  wisdom  talk 
Along  life's  dullest,  dreariest  walk  ! 

3  We  need  not  bid  for  cloistered  cell, 
Our  neighbor  and  our  work  farewell, 
Nor  strive  to  wind  ourselves'  too  high 
For  sinful  man  beneath  the  sky. 

4  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task, 
Would  furnish  all  wo  ought  to  ask ; 
Room  to  deny  ourselves  ;  a  road 
To  bring  us,  daily,  nearer  God. 

394.  L.  M. 

NEWTOW. 

Men  ought  always  to  pray. 

1  What  various  hindrances  we  meet, 
In  coming  to  a  mercy  seat ! 

Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkest  clouds  withdraw; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 

Brings  overy  blessiug  from  above. 


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3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright ; 

,        And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 
The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  ?     Ah,  think  again  ; 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  a  fellow-creature's  ear 

With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 
"Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  done  for  me." 

395.  L.  M. 

MRS.   BARBAULD. 

Christian    Watchfulness  and  Life. 

1  Awake,  my  soul !  lift  up  thine  eyes  ; 
See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array  a  numerous  host ; 
Awake,  my  soul !  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  Here  giant  danger  threatening  stands, 
Mustering  his  pale,  terrific  bands  ; 
There  pleasure's  silken  banners  spread, 
And  willing  souls  are  captive  led. 

3  Thou  tread'st  upon  enchanted  ground  ; 
Deceitful  snares  beset  thee  round  ; 
Beware  of  all ;  guard  every  part ; 
But  most  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 

396.  L.M. 

HRBER. 

Call  to  Duty. 

1  The  God  of  glory  walks  his  round, 

From  day  to  day,  from  year  to  year, 
And  warns  us  each,  with  awful  sound, 
"  No  longer  stand  ye  idle  here ! 

2  "  Ye,  whose  young  cheeks  are  rosy-bright, 

Whose  hands  are  strong,  whose  hearts  are 
clear, 
Waste  not  of  hope  the  morning  light, 
Ah,  fools,  why  stand  ye  idle  here  1 

3  "  And  ye,  whose  locks  of  scanty  gray 

Foretell  your  latest  travail  near, 
How  swiftly  fades  your  worthless  day  ! 
And  stand  ye  yet  so  idle  here  V 

4  0  thou,  by  all  thy  works  adored, 

To  whom  the  sinner's  soul  is  dear, 
Recall  us  to  thy  vineyard,  Lord, 
And  grant  us  grace  to  serve  thee  here  ! 

397.  I-  M. 

DRUMMOND. 

Faith  without   Works  is  dead. 

1  As  body  when  the  soul  has  fled, 
As  barren  trees,  decayed  and  dead, 
Is  faith ;  a  hopeless,  lifeless  thing, 
If  not  of  righteous  deeds  the  spring. 

2  One  cup  of  healing  oil  and  wine, 
One  tear-drop  shed  on  mercy's  shrine, 
Is  thrice  more  grateful,  Lord,  to  thee, 
Than  lifted  arm  or  bended  knee. 

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Propitious  is  the  righteous  Lord ; 
He  hears  their  cries,  accepts  their  prayers, 
Binds  up  their  wounds,  and  soothes  their  cares. 

398.  L  M- 

SCOTT. 

The  True  Life. 

1  Th'  uplifted  eye,  and  bended  knee, 
Are  but  vain  homage,  Lord,  to  thee  : 
In  vain  our  lips  thy  praise  prolong, 
The  heart  a  stranger  to  the  song. 

2  Can  rites,  and  forms,  and  flaming  zeal 
The  breaches  of  thy  precepts  heal  ? 
Or  fasts  and  penance  reconcile 

Thy  justice,  and  obtain  thy  smile  ! 

3  The  pure,  the  humble,  contrite  mind, 
Sincere,  and  to  thy  will  resigned, 
To  thee  a  nobler  offering  yields, 

Than  Sheba's  groves,  or  Sharon's  fields. 

4  Love  God  and  man — this  great  command 
Doth  on  eternal  pillars  stand  ; 

This  did  thine  ancient  prophets  teach, 
And  this  thy  well-beloved  preach. 

399.  L.  M. 

WESLEY. 

Prayer. 

1  Prayer  is  to  God  the  soul's  sure  way  ; 

So  flows  the  grace  he  waits  to  give  ; 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray, 
They  learn  to  pray  when  first  they  live. 

2  If  pain  afflict  or  wrong  oppress, 

If  cares  distract  or  fears  dismay, 
If  guilt  deject,  if  sin  distress, 

In  every  need  still  watch  and  pray. 

3  'Tis  prayer  supports  the  soul  that's  weak, 

Though  poor  and  broken  be  its  word ; 

Pray  if  thou  canst,  or  canst  not,  speak : 

The  breathings  of  the  soul  are  heard. 

4  Depend  on  him  ;  thou  shalt  prevail ; 

Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known ; 
Fear  not,  his  mercy  will  not  fail ; 
Ask  but  in  faith,  it  shall  be  done. 

400.  I-  M. 

WATTS. 

Love  to  God  and  our  Neighbor. 

1  Thus  saith  the  first,  the  great  command, 

"  Let  all  thy  inward  powers  unite 
To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God, 
With  sacred  fervor  and  delight. 

2  "  Then  shall  thy  neighbor  next  in  place, 

Share  thine  affections  and  esteem  ; 
And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself 
Define  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

3  This  is  the  sense  that  Moses  spoke, 

This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove; 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 
And  all  the  law's  fultill'd  by  love. 


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ANONYMOUS 

Cod's  constant  Presence. 

2  Could  we  on  morning's  swiftest  wings 

Pursue  our  flight  through  trackless  air, 
Or  dive  beneath  deep  ocean's  springs, 
Thy  presence  still  would  meet  us  there. 

3  In  vain  may  guilt  attempt  to  fly, 

Concealed  beneath  the  pall  of  night ; 
One  glance  from  thine  all-piercing  eye 
Can  kindle  darkness  into  light. 

4  Search  thou  our  hearts,  and  there  destroy 

Each  evil  thought,  each  secret  sin ; 
And  fit  us  for  those  realms  of  joy, 
Where  naught  impure  shall  enter  in. 


402.    L.M. 

The  Indwelling  of  God  desired. 


WATTS. 


1  Come,  gracious  Lord,  descend  and  dwell, 

By  faith  and  love,  in  every  breast ; 

Then  shall  we  know,  and  taste,  and  feel, 

The  joys  that  cannot  be  expressed. 

2  Como,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength, 

Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 
And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth,  and  length, 
Of  thine  eternal  love  and  grace. 


3  Now  to  the  God  whose  power  can  do 

More  than  our  thoughts  and  wishes  know, 
Be  everlasting  honors  done, 
By  all  the  church,  through  Christ,  his  Son. 

403.     L-  M-   6  lines. 

ADDISON. 

God  our  Shepherd. 

1  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  mo  with  a  shepherd's  care ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye ; 
My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  0  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 
Thy  friendly  staff  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  6hade. 

4  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile, — 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crowned, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 


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404.    L-  M.   61. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Christ  Desired. 

1  Come,  0  thou  universal  good  ! 

Balm  of  the  wounded  conscience,  come  ! 
The  hungry,  dying  spirit's  food  ; 

The  weary,  wand'ring  pilgrim's  home ; 
Haven  to  take  the  shipwrecked  in, 
My  everlasting  rest  from  sin  ! 

2  Come,  O  my  comfort  and  delight !  |sun ; 

My  strength,  and  health,  and  shield,  and 
My  boast,  my  confidence,  and  might, 

My  joy,  my  glory,  and  my  crown  ; 
My  gospel-hope,  my  calling's  prize, 
My  tree  of  life,  my  paradise. 

405.  L-  M.  61. 

0.  WESLET. 

Christ  our  Strength. 

1  Thou  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose, 

Thou  all-sufficient  Love  divine, 
My  help  and  refuge  from  my  foes, 

Secure  I  am  while  Thou  art  mine  : 
And  lo  !  from  sin,  and  grief,  and  shame, 
I  hide  me,  Jesus,  in  thy  name. 

2  Jesus,  my  all  in  all  thou  art ; 

My  rest  in  toil,  my  ease  in  pain  ; 
The  med'cine  of  my  broken  heart ; 

In  war,  my  peace ;  in  loss,  my  gain ; 
My  smile  beneath  the  tyrant's  frown ; 
In  shame,  my  glory  and  my  crown. 

406.  I*  M.  61. 

MONTGOMEET. 

Humility. 

1  The  bird  that  soars  on  highest  wing, 

Builds  on  the  ground  her  lowly  nest ; 
And  she  that  doth  most  sweetly  sing, 

Sings  in  the  shade  when  all  things  rest : — 
In  lark  and  nightingale  we  see 
"What  honor  hath  humility. 

2  When  Mary  chose  the  better  part, 

She  meekly  sat  at  Jesus'  feet : 
And  Lydia's  gently  opened  heart 

Was  made  for  God's  own  temple  meet : — 
Fairest  and  best  adorned  is  she, 
Whose  clothing  is  humility. 

3  The  saint  that  wears  heaven's  brightest  crown 

In  deepest  adoration  bends  ; 
The  weight  of  glory  bows  him  down, 

Then  most,  when  most  his  soul  ascends  ; 
Nearest  the  throne  itself  must  be 
The  footstool  of  humility. 

407.  L.  M.  61. 

ENG.  BAP.   COIX. 

A  Support  in  Temptation. 
1  Still  nigh  me,  0  my  Saviour,  stand, 

And  guard  in  fierce  temptation's  hour  ; 


Support  by  thy  almighty  hand  ; 

Show  forth  in  me  thy  savin?  power ; 
Still  be  thine  arm  my  sure  defence  ; 
Nor  earth  nor  hell  shall  pluck  me  thence. 
2  In  suffering  be  thy  love  my  peace  ; 

In  weakness  be  thy  love  my  power; 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

O  Saviour,  in  that  trying  hour, 
In  death,  as  life,  be  thou  my  Guide, 
And  save  me,  who  for  me  hast  died. 

408.*    s.  M. 


Living  to   God  wholly. 

1  Teach  me,  my  God  and  King, 

Thy  will  in  all  to  see  ; 
And  what  I  do  in  anything, 
To  do  it  as  for  thee  ! 

2  To  scorn  the  senses'  sway, 

While  still  to  thee  I  tend  ; 
In  all  I  do,  be  thou  the  way, 
In  all,  be  thou  the  end. 

3  All  may  of  thee  partake  ; 

Nothing  so  small  can  be, 
But  draws,  when  acted  for  thy  sake, 
Greatness  and  worth  from  thee. 

4  If  done  beneath  thy  laws, 

E'en  servile  labors  shine  ; 
Hallowed  is  toil,  if  this  the  cause ; 
The  meanest  work,  divine. 

409.*    S.  M. 

ANONTl 

"Blessed  are  the  Meek." 

1  "Blest  are  the  meek,"  he  said, 

Whose  doctrine  is  divine  ; 
The  humble-minded  earth  possess, 
And  bright  in  heaven  will  shine. 

2  While  here  on  earth  they  stay, 

Calm  peace  with  them  shall  dwell, 
And  cheerful  hope  and  heavenly  joy 
Beyond  what  tongue  can  tell. 

3  The  God  of  peace  is  theirs, 

They  own  his  gracious  sway ; 
And  yielding  all  their  wills  to  him, 
His  sovereign  laws  obey. 

410.*    S.  M. 

DODDK 

The   Watchful  Servant. 

1  Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Each  in  his  office  wait ; 
With  joy  obey  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watch  before  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame ; 
Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 


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MONTQOMEET. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come ;  thy  will 

On  earth  be  done  in  love, 
As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfil 
Thy  perfect  law  above. 

3  Our  daily  bread  supply, 

While  by  thy  word  we  live ; 
The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive,  as  we  forgive. 

4  From  dark  temptation's  power 

Our  feeble  hearts  defend ; 
Deliver  in  the  evil  hour, 
Aud  guide  us  to  the  end, 

5  Thine,  then,  forever  be 

Glory  and  power  divine ; 
The  sceptre,  throne  and  majesty, 
Of  heaven  and  earth  are  thine. 

412.  S.  M. 

WATTS. 

The  Bond  of  Peace. 

1  Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please, 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 


2  Blest  is  the  pious  house, 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 

The  saints  are  blest  above ; 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 


413.    s.  M 

SCOTT. 

Private  Judgment  and  Accountability. 

1  Imposture  shrinks  from  light, 

And  dreads  the  curious  eye ; 

But  sacred  truths  the  test  invite, 

They  bid  us  search  and  try. 

2  With  understanding  blest, 

Created  to  be  free, 
Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  rest, 
Subject  to  none  but  thee. 

3  Lord,  give  the  light  we  need ; 

Our  minds  with  knowledge  fill ; 
From  noxious  error  guard  our  creed, 
From  prejudice  our  will. 

4  Tho  truth  thou  shalt  impart, 

May  we  with  firmness  own ; 
Abhorring  each  evasive  art, 
And  fearing  thee  alone. 


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Christian  Desire. 

2  I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim — 
Unmov'd  by  threat'ning  or  reward, 

To  thee  and  thy  great  name ; 
A  jealous,  just  concern, 

For  thine  immortal  praise ; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 

3  I  rest  upon  thy  word — 

The  promise  is  for  me ; 
My  succor  and  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  thee ; 
But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 

Into  thy  perfect  love. 

415.    S.  M. 

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Daily  Prayer. 

1  Come  to  the  morning  prayer, 
Come,  let  us  kneel  and  pray, — 
Prayer  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  staff, 
To  walk  with  God  all  day. 


2  At  noon,  beneath  the  Rock 

Of  Ages,  rest  and  pray ; 
Sweet  is  that  shelter  from  the  heat, 
When  the  sun  smiles  by  day. 

3  At  evening,  shut  thy  door, 

Round  the  home  altar  pray  ; 
And  finding  there  the  house  of  God, 
At  heaven's  gate  close  the  day. 

4  "When  midnight  veils  our  eyes, 

0,  it  is  sweet  to  say, 
I  sleep,  but  my  heart  waketh,  Lord, 
With  thee  to  watch  and  pray  ! 


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The  Harmony  of  Love. 

1  Lord  !  subdue  our  selfish  will : 

Each  to  each  our  tempers  suit, 
By  tby  modulating  skill, 

Heart  to  heart,  as  lute  to  lute. 

2  Sweetly  on  our  spirits  move ; 

Gently  touch  the  trembling  strings  : 
Make  the  harmony  of  love, 
Music  for  the  King  of  kings  ! 


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2  He  whose  heart  thy  love  has  warmed ; 
He  whose  will  to  thine  conformed, 
Bids  his  life  unsullied  run  ; 

He  whose  word  and  thought  are  one  ; 
Who,  from  sin's  contagion  free, 
Lifts  his  willing  soul  to  thee. 

3  He,  who  Xhus  with  heart  unstained, 
Treads  the  path  by  thee  ordained, 
He  shall  towards  thy  chosen  seat, 
Turn,  0  Lord,  his  favored  feet ; 
He  thy  ceaseless  care  shall  prove, 
He  shall  share  thy  constant  love. 

418.  7s. 

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The  Golden  Rule. 
1  Thus  saith  Jesus  : — "  Go  and  do 
As  thoa  would'st  be  done  unto  ;" 

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All  that  God  requires  of  thee. 

2  Would'st  thou,  when  thy  faults  are  known, 
Wish  that  pardon  should  be  shown  ? 
Be  forgiving,  then,  and  do 
As  thou  would'st  be  done  unto. 

3  Should'st  thou  helpless  be  and  poor, 
Would'st  thou  not  for  aid  implore  ? 
Think  of  others,  then,  and  be 
What  thou  would'st  they  should  to  thee. 

4  For  compassion,  if  thou  call, 
Be  compassionate  to  all ; 
If  thou  would'st  affection  find, 
Be  affectionate  and  kind. 

5  If  thou  would'st  obtain  the  love 
Of  thy  gracious  God  above, 
Then  to  all  his  children  be 
What  thou  would'st  they  should  to  thee. 

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Selfdistrust. 

1  'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know, — 

Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought, — 
Do  I  love  the  Lord  or  no, 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  1 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 

Sin  is  mixed  with  all  I  do  ; 

You  that  love  the  Lord,  indeed, 

Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you  1 

4  Father,  let  me  love  thee  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray  ; 
If  I  have  not  loved  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

420.  8  &  7s. 

S.  JOHXSC 

The  Conflict  of  Life. 

1  Onward,  brother,  though  the  region 

Where  thou  art  be  drear  and  lone  ; 
God  hath  set  a  guardian  legion 
Very  near  thee, — press  thou  on  ! 

2  Listen,  brother,  their  hosanna 

Rolieth  o'er  thee — "  God  is  love," 
Write  upon  thy  red-cross  banner, 
"  Upward  ever — heaven's  above." 

3  By  the  thorn-road,  and  none  other, 

Is  the  mount  of  vision  won ; 
Tread  it  without  shrinking,  brother, 
Jesus  trod  it, — press  thou  on  ! 

4  By  thy  trustful,  calm  endeavor, 

Guiding,  cheering,  like  the  sun, 
Earth-bound  hearts  thou  shalt  deliver, 
0,  for  their  sake,  press  thou  on  ! 

421.  8  &  7s. 

AN0NYM01 

Be  thou  ready. 

1  Be  thou  ready,  fellow-mortal, 

In  thy  pilgrimage  of  life, 
Ever  ready  to  uphold  thee, 
In  the  toil  and  in  the  strife. 

2  Be  thou  ready,  when  thy  brother 

Bows  in  dark  affliction's  shade ; 
Be  thou  ready  when  thy  sister 
Needs  thy  kindness  and  thy  aid  ; 

3  Let  thine  arm  sustain  and  cheer  them, 

They  have  claims  upon  us  all ; 
And  thy  deeds  like  morning  sunlight, 
On  their  weary  hearts  shall  fall. 

4  Be  thou  ready,  in  thy  meekness, 

To  do  good  to  friend  and  foe, 


As  thy  Father  sheddcth  freely 
Light  on  all  that  dwell  below. 

422.     8  &  7s. 

AN0NYM0C9. 

(Jail  to  Action. 

1  Up,  my  soul !  with  clear  sedatcness 

Read  heaven's  law,  writ  bright  and  broad, 
Up  !  a  sacrifice  to  greatness, 

Truth  and  goodness, — up  to  God  ! 

2  Up  to  labor  !  from  thee  shaking 

Oft'  the  bonds  of  sloth,  be  brave ! 

Give  thyself  to  prayer  and  waking, 

Toil  some  fainting  heart  to  save  ! 


423.    8  &  7s. 
Life's   Work. 


AN0XTM0U3. 


1  All  around  us,  fair  with  flowers, 

Fields  of  beauty  sleeping  lie  ; 
All  around  us  clarion  voices 
Call  to  duty  stern  and  high. 

2  Thankfully  we  will  rejoice  in 

All  the  beauty  God  has  given ; 
But  beware  it  does  not  win  us 

From  the  work  ordained  of  Heaven. 

3  Following  every  voice  of  mercy 

With  a  trusting,  loving  heart, 
Let  us  in  life's  earnest  labor, 
Still  be  sure  to  do  our  part. 

4  Now,  to-day,  and  not  to-morrow, 

Let  us  work  with  all  our  might, 
Lest  the  wretched  faint  and  perish, 
In  the  coming  stormy  night. 
6  Now,  to-day,  and  not  to-morrow, — 
Lest  before  to-morrow's  sun, 
We,  too,  mournfully  departing, 
Shall  have  left  our  work  undone. 

424.*    8  &  7s. 

GRANT. 

Rejoicing  in  Hope  of  the  Glory  of  God. 

1  Know,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation  ; 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care ; 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station, 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear ; 
Think  what  spirit  dwells  within  thee  ; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine ; 
Think  what  Jesus  did  to  win  thee  ; 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  1 

2  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith  and  winged  by  prayer ; 
Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee ; 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there; 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission ; 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days  ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 


Sing  Cleveland,  page  55,  or  Worthing,  page  95. 


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425.     7  &  6s. 

ANONTJ 

Rising  towards  heaven. 

Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 
Fire  ascending,  seeks  the  sun, 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source  ; 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 


426.*    7  &  6s. 
Power  of  Prayer. 


J.   MARSDEN. 


1  Prayer  its  way  to  God  can  find, 
From  earth's  deepest  centre  ; 
Though  a  wall  of  steel  confin'd, 
Prayer  that  wall  would  enter. 

*  Use  the  slurs  and  small  notes  at  the 


Who  can  trace  a  beam  of  light, 
From  the  day-star  parted  1 

Prayer,  more  rapid  in  its  flight, 
Prom  the  mind  is  darted. 

2  Wheresoe'er  thy  lot  command, 
Brother,  pilgrim,  stranger, 

God  is  ever  near  at  hand, 
Golden  shield  from  danger. 

Rocks  of  granite,  gates  of  brass, 
Alps  to  heaven  soaring, 

Bow,  to  let  the  wishes  pass, 
Of  a  soul  imploring  ! 

3  Deity  in  every  place, 
On  the  earth  or  ocean, 

Opens  wide  the  gates  of  grace 

To  sincere  devotion ; 
'Neath  the  sceptre  or  the  rod, 

Or  by  stream  or  fountain, 
Lift  thy  spirit  up  to  God, 

Who  can  stop  its  mounting  ? 
end  of  lines  for  the  426th  hymn. 


CHRISTIAN    ACTS   AND    EXERCISES. 


177 


HYMN  CHANT. 


GREGORIAN. 


1.  Come,  let  ns  pray;  'tis  sweet  to  feel  that  God  himself  is  near; 

That,  while  we  at  his 


m 


kneel, 


1=1 


mr 


His  mercy  deigns  to  hear:  Though  sorrows  cloud 
life's  dreary  way,  This  is  our  solace  — 


§S 


m 


let      us      pray. 


^w±-S 


I 


m 


m 


427.    C.  H.  M. 
Come,  let  us  Pray. 


ANONYMOUS. 


2  Come,  let  us  pray  :  the  burning  brow, 

The  heart  oppressed  with  care, 
And  all  the  woes  that  |  throng  us  |  now, 

Will  be  relieved  by  prayer  : 
Our  God  will  chase  our  griefs  away ; 
O,  glorious  thought ! — come,  |  let  us  |  pray. 

3  Come,  let  us  pray  :  the  mercy-seat 

Invites  the  fervent  prayer, 
Our  heavenly  Father  |  waits  to  |  greet 

The  contrite  spirit  there  : 
O,  loiter  not,  nor  longer  stay 
From  him  who  loves  us ;  |  let  us  J  pray. 


428.*    7  &  6s. 

EDOT.  LIT.  BEVEEW. 

Pray  without  ceasing. 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth, 

Go  when  the  moon  is  bright, 
Go  when  the  eve  declineth, 

Go  in  the  hush  of  night  ; 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling, 

Cast  earthly  thought  away, 
And,  in  thy  closet  kneeling, 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 


2  Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  who  are  loved  by  thee ; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee, 

If  any  such  there  be  ; 
Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  blend  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 


Or,  if  'tis  e'er  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray, 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee 

When  friends  are  round  thy  way, 
E'en  then  the  silent  breathing, 

Thy  spirit  raised  above, 
Will  reach  his  throne  of  glory, 

Where  dwells  eternal  love, 


4  O,  not  a  joy  or  blessing 

With  this  can  we  compare,— 
The  grace  our  Father  gave  us 

To  pour  onr  souls  in  prayer  : 
Whene'er  thou  pin'st  in  sadness, 

Before  his  footstool  fall ; 
Remember,  in  thy  gladness, 

His  love  who  gave  thee  all. 


*  Sing  to  Blodgett,  page  142. 


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BOWEN.    L.  M, 

^Sostenuto. 


HAYDN. 


1.  My  God, per- mit  me  not       to     be 

JUL-, , k.        ,         „      £\         t    .■    I 


A    stran-ger     to      my -self    and  thee; 
-I 1 1- 


igiifigfi! 


A  -  mid    a     thousand  tho'ts  I    rove,      For  -  get  -  ful     of     my  high  -  est    love. 
I  -*-    i     Pi     .     r>  i       h-  M 


SS^isls^H 


429.  L.  M. 

WATTS, 

Divine  Life  sought. 

2  "Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ; 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense ; 
One  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence ; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 

And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes  withdrawn  ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  : 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

430.  L.  M. 

WATTS. 

The  soul  looking  upward. 

1  Up  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie, 

And  living  waters  gently  roll, 
Fain  would  my  thoughts  leap  out  and  fly, 
But  sin  hangs  heavy  on  my  soul. 

2  O  might  I  once  mount  up  and  see 

The  glories  of  the  eternal  skies, 
What  little  things  these  worlds  would  be, 
How  despicable  to  my  eyes  ! 

3  Had  I  a  glance  of  thee,  my  God, 

Kingdoms  and  men  would  vanish  soon ; 
Vanish  as  though  I  saw  them  not, 
Ab  a  dim  candle  dies  at  noon. 


4  Then  they  might  fight,  and  rage,  and  rave, 

I  should  perceive  the  noise  no  more 
Than  we  can  hear  a  shaking  leaf, 

While  rattling  thunders  round  us  roar. 

5  Great  all  in  all,  eternal  king  ! 

Let  me  but  view  thy  lovely  face, 
And  all  my  powers  shall  bow  and  sing 
Thine  endless  grandeur  and  thy  grace. 


431.    L.  M. 


MRS.   OILMAN. 


Our  sufficiency  of  God 

1  Is  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour, 

When  worldly  pleasures  lose  their  power  ? 

My  Father  !  let  me  turn  to  thee, 

And  set  each  thought  of  darkness  free. 

2  Is  there  a  time  of  racking  grief, 
Which  scorns  the  prospect  of  relief? 
My  Father !  break  the  cheerless  gloom, 
And  bid  my  heart  its  calm  resume. 

3  Is  there  an  hour  of  peace  and  joy, 
When  hope  is  all  ray  soul's  employ? 
My  Father  !  still  my  hopes  will  roam, 
Until  they  rest  with  thee,  their  home. 

4  The  noontide  blaze,  the  midnight  scene, 
The  dawn,  or  twilight's  sweet  serene, 
The  glow  of  life,  the  dying  hour, 
Shall  own  my  Father's  grace  and  power. 


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432.  L.  M. 

RITCHTEB. 

Light  implored. 

1  My  soul  before  thee  prostrate  lies  ; 
To  thee,  her  source,  my  spirit  flies  ; 
My  wants  I  mourn,  my  chains  I  see ; 
O,  let  thy  presence  set  me  free  ! 

2  In  life's  short  day,  let  me  yet  more 
Of  thy  enlivening  power  implore  ; 
My  mind  must  deeper  sink  in  thee, 

My  foot  stand  firm,  from  wandering  free. 

3  Take  full  possession  of  my  heart; 
The  lowly  mind  of  Christ' impart ; 
I  still  will  wait,  O  Lord,  on  thee, 
Till,  in  thy  light,  the  light  I  see. 

433.  L.  M. 

CHRISTIAN  PSALMIST. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Help. 

1  Be  with  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go  ; 
Teach  me  what  thou  would'st  have  me  do  ; 
Show  me  my  weakness, — let  me  see 

I  have  my  power,  my  all  from  thee. 

2  Enrich  me  always  with  thy  love  ; 
My  kind  protection  ever  prove  ; 
Thy  signet  put  upon  my  breast, 
And  let  thy  spirit  on  me  rest. 

3  Assist  and  teach  me  how  to  pray ; 
Incline  my  nature  to  obey  ; 

What  thou  abhorr'st  that  let  me  flee, 
And  only  love  what  pleases  thee. 

434.  L.  M. 

WATTS. 

Retirement  from  the   World. 

1  Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world !  be  gone, 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone  : 

Fain  would  mine  eyes  my  Saviour  see ; 
I  wait  a  visit,  Lord  !  from  thee. 

2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire  ; 
Come,  my  dear  Jesus  !  from  above, 
And  feed  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  Blest  Saviour  !  what  delicious  fare — 
How  sweet  thine  entertainments  are! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above, 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

4  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all-divine  ! 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine  : 
Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  One, 
That  eyes  have  seen,  or  angels  known  ! 

435.  L.  M. 

STOWELL. 

The  Mercy-seat. 
1  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 
'Tis  found  before  the  mercy-seat. 


2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sluds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads, — 
A  placo  of  all  on  earth  most  sweet ; 
It  is  the  heavenly  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend  ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet  ' 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more  ; 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

436.  l.  M. 

BEDDOME. 

The  Spirit  invoked. 

1  Come,  blessed  Spirit,  Source  of  light, 

Whose  power  and  grace  are  unconfined, 
Dispel  the  gloomy  shades  of  night, 
The  deeper  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  To  mine  illumined  eyes  display 

The  glorious  truth  thy  word  reveals  ; 
Cause  me  to  run  the  heavenly  way ; 
The  book  unfold,  unloose  the  seals. 

3  Thine  inward  teachings  make  me  know, 

The  mysteries  of  redeeming  love ; 
The  emptiness  of  things  below, 
The  excellence  of  things  above. 

437.  L.  M. 

MADAME  GUTOIT. 

Hoio  to  learn  of  God. 

1  If  thou  of  God  wouldst  truly  learn, 

His  wisdom,  goodness,  glory  see, 
All  human  arts  and  knowledge  spurn, 
Let  love  alone  thy  teacher  be. 

2  Love  is  my  master.     When  it  breaks 

The  morning  light,  with  rising  ray, 
To  thee,  O  God !  my  spirit  wakes, 
And  love  instructs  it  all  the  day. 

3  And  when  the  gleams  of  day  retire, 

And  midnight  spreads  its  dark  control, 
Love's  secret  whispers  still  inspire 
Their  holy  lessons  in  the  soul. 

438.  L-  M 

DODDRIDGE. 

Weeping  Seed-time  and  joyful  Harvest. 

1  The  darkened  sky,  how  thick  it  lowers  ! 
Troubled  with  storms,  and  big  with  showers, 
No  cheerful  gleam  of  light  appears, 

But  nature  pours  forth  all  her  tears. 

2  But  seeds  of  ecstasy  unknown 
Are  in  these  watered  furrows  sown ; 

See  the  green  blades,  how  thick  they  rise, 
And  with  fresh  verdure  bless  our  eyes  ! 

3  In  secret  foldings  they  contain 
Unnumbered  ears  of  golden  grain  ; 
And  heaven  shall  pour  its  beams  around, 
Till  the  ripe  harvest  load  the  ground. 


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PRAY.    L.  M 

Allegro, 


G.   HEWS. 


l.When,  waken'd  by  thy  voice  of 
2Z1. 


pow'r,    The  hour  of    mom-ing  beams  in    light, 

I      I 


gg^iiPii^g^giJi^i^^ 


p  voice  shall  sing  thatmorn-ing    hour,  And  thee,who  mad'st  that  hour  so     bright. 


439.    L.  M. 

Perpetual  Praise. 


1  When,  wakened  by  thy  voice  of  power, 

The  hour  of  morning  beams  in  light, 
My  voice  shall  sing  that  morning  hour, 
And  thee,  who  mad'st  that  hour  so  bright. 

2  The  morning  strengthens  into  noon  ; 

Earth's  fairest  beauties  shine  more  fair ; 
And  noon  and  morning  shall  attune 
My  grateful  heart  to  praise  and  prayer. 

3  When  'neath  the  evening  western  gate 

The  sun's  retiring  rays  are  hid, 
My  joy  shall  be  to  meditate, 
E'en  as  the  pious  patriarch  did. 

4  As  twilight  wears  a  darker  hue, 

And  gathering  night  creation  dims, 
The  twilight  and  the  midnight,  too, 
Shall  have  their  harmonies  and  hymns. 

5  So  shall  sweet  thoughts,and  thoughts  sublime, 

My  constant  inspirations  be  ; 
And  every  shifting  scene  of  time 
Reflect,  my  God,  a  light  from  thee. 


440.   L.  M. 

FA.BSB. 

The  Gifts  of  God. 

1  My  soul !  what  hast  thou  done  for  God  * 

Look  o'er  thy  misspent  years  and  see ; 
Sum  up  what  thou  hast  done  for  God, 
And  then  what  God  hath  done  for  thee. 

2  He  made  thee  when  he  might  have  made 

A  soul  that  would  have  loved  him  more  j 
He  rescued  thee  from  nothingness, 
And  set  thee  on  life's  happy  shore. 

3  The  Son  hath  come ;  and  maddened  sin 

The  world's  Redeemer  crucified  ; 
The  Spirit  comes,  and  stays,  while  man 
His  presence  doubt,  his  griefs  deride. 

4  And  now  the  Father  keeps  himself 

In  patient  and  forbearing  love, 
To  be  his  creature's  heritage 
In  that  undying  life  above. 

5  What  hast  thou  done  for  God,  my  soul  I 

Look  o'er  thy  misspent  years  and  see ; 
Cry  from  thy  worse  than  nothingness, 
Cry  for  his  mercy  upon  thee  ! 


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441.  L.  M. 

C.  WESLEY. 

The  Soul's  constant  need. 

1  My  Lord,  if  thou  one  moment  leave, 

"That  moment  I  from  thee  depart ; 
Fall  into  sin,  thy  spirit  grieve, 
And  to  the  tempter  yield  my  heart. 

2  0,  do  not  at  a  distance  stand, 

Or  from  my  helpless  soul  remove  ; 
Trouble  and  sin  are  hard  at  hand, 
And  naught  can  save  me  but  thy  love. 

3  I  feel  throughout  my  evil  day, 

Temptation  intimately  near ; 
Oh  could  I  without  ceasing  pray, 
And  always  watch,  and  always  fear ! 

4  Jesus,  for  this  to  thee  I  cry  ; 

Upon  my  thirsty,  gasping  soul, 
Pour  out  thy  spirit  from  on  high, 
And  floods  o'er  all  the  desert  roll. 

442.  L..M. 

BREVIABY. 

Night-watches. 

1  Throughout  the  hours  of  darkness  dim, 
Still  let  us  watch  and  raise  the  hymn ; 
And  in  deep  midnight's  awful  calm, 
Pour  forth  the  soul  in  deepest  psalm. 

2  Amid  the  silence,  else  so  drear, 
Think  the  Almighty  leans  to  hear ; 
Well  pleased  to  list  at  such  a  time, 
The  wakeful  heart  in  praise  sublime. 

3  Still  watch  and  pray  and  raise  the  hymn, 
Throughout  the  hours  of  darkness  dim  ! 
God  will  not  spurn  the  humblest  guest, 
But  give  us  of  his  holy  rest. 


CHANT. 


4  Glory  to  God,  who  is  in  heaven  ! 
Praise  to  his  blessed  Son  be  given  ! 
Thee,  Holy  Spirit,  we  implore, 
Be  with  us  now  and  evermore  ! 

443.  L.  M. 

rippon's  coll. 
Divine  Aid  implored. 

1  At  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home, 
Toiling  I  cry,  sweet  spirit,  come  ! 
Celestial  breeze,  no  longer  stay, 

But  swell  my  sails,  and  speed  my  way ! 

2  Fain  would  I  mount,  fain  would  I  glow, 
And  loose  my  cable  from  below  ; 

But  I  can  only  spread  my  sail, 

Thou,  thou  must  breathe  the  auspicious  gale. 

444.  l.  M. 

AN0NTM0U8. 

For  Self-renunciation. 

1  Father  of  might,  my  bonds  I  feel, 

And  long  for  perfect  liberty  ; 
I  would  deny  my  selfish  will, 

And,  Father,  give  up  all  to  Thee  ! 
O,  with  Thy  strength  my  weakness  fill ! 

That  strength  shall  every  foe  subdue  ; 
The  doubts  that  tempt,  the  sins  that  kill, 

The  wishes  to  the  cross  untrue. 

2  A  sinless  mind  in  me  reveal, 

Thy  spirit's  fulness,  Lord,  impart! 
Till  all  my  spotless  life  shall  tell 

The  abundance  of  a  loving  heart. 
So  shall  I  own  Thy  perfect  sway, 

And,  sitting  humbly  at  Thy  feet, 
Thy  law  with  all  my  heart  obey, 

And  all  my  soul  to  Thee  submit. 


445.    L-  M. 

SONGS  IN  THE  NIGHT. 

Detained  from  the  Sanctuary. 

1  Sweet  Sabbath  bells  !   I  love  your  voice, 

You  call  me  to  the  |  house  of  |  prayer ; 
Oft  have  you  made  my  heart  rejoice, 
When  I  have  gone  to  |  worship  |  there. 

2  But  now  a  prisoner  of  the  Lord, 

His  hand  forbids,  I  |  cannot  |  go ; 
Yet  may  I  here  his  love  record, 
And  here  the  sweets  of  |  worship  I  know. 
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3  Each  place  alike  is  holy  ground, 

Where  prayer  from    humble  |  souls   is 
poured, 
Where  praise  awakes  its  silver  sound, 
Or  God  is  silent-  |  ly  a-  |  dored. 

4  His  sanctuary  is  the  heart — 

There,  with  the  contrite,  |  will  ho  |  rest; 
Lord,  come,  a  Sabbath  frame  impart, 
And  make  thy  temple  |  in  my  |  breast. 


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Seeking  God. 


MORAVIAN. 


2  Thy  secret  voice  invites  me  still 

The  sweetness  of  thy  yoke  to  prove  ; 

And  fain  I  would  ;  but  though  my  will 
Seem  fixed,  yet  wide  my  passions  rove  ! 

Yet  hindrances  strew  all  the  way ; 

I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  stray. 


3  'Tis  mercy  all,  that  thou  hast  brought 
My  mind  to  seek  her  peace  in  thee ; 
Yet  while  I  seek,  but  find  thee  not, 

No  peace  my  wandering  soul  shall  see. 
O,  when  shall  all  my  wanderings  end, 
And  all  my  steps  to  thee-ward  tend  ! 


4  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun, 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  share  ? 
Ah  !  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 

The  Lord  of  every  motion  there  ! 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 


447.    L.  M.  61. 

Help  thou  my  unbelief.' 


BOWBINO. 


1  If  listening,  as  I  listen  still, 

O  God  !  to  thine  instructive  word, 
In  spite  of  all  my  spirit's  will, 

Some  whispering  voice  of  doubt  is  heard, 
That  voice  spontaneous  from  the  soul, 
Which  nought  can  check  and  nought  control. 


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2  If  when  most  earnestly  I  pray, 

For  light,  for  aid,  for  strength  from  thee, 
Some  struggling  thoughts  will  force  their  way, 

And  break  my  soul's  serenity  ; — 
If  reason,  thy  best  gift,  will  hold 
The  sceptre  only  half  controlled  ; — 

3  Help  and  forgive  !  heaven's  alphabet 

Hath  many  a  word  of  mystery  ; 
I  read  not  all  thy  record  yet, 

Though  perseveringly  I  try  ; 
But  teach  me,  Lord  !  and  none  shall  be 
More  prompt,  more  pleased  to  learn  of  thee. 

448.  C.  M. 

C  WESLEY. 

Divine  Presence  implored. 

1  Speak  with  us,  Lord  ;  thyself  reveal, 

While  here  on  earth  we  rove  ; 
Speak  to  our  hearts,  and  let  us  feel 
The  kindlings  of  thy  love. 

2  With  thee  conversing,  we  forget 

All  toil,  and  time,  and  care ; 
Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
If  thou  art  present  there. 

3  Here  then,  my  God,  be  pleased  to  stay, 

And  bid  my  heart  rejoice ; 
My  bounding  heart  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  echo  to  thy  voice. 

449.  C.  M. 

AN-0NTH0U3. 

Our  Heaven  within. 

1  There  is  a  world, — and  0,  how  blest ! 

Fairer  than  prophets  told  ; 

And  never  did  an  angel  guest 

One  half  its  peace  unfold. 

2  Look  not  abroad,  with  roving  mind, 

To  seek  that  fair  abode  ; 
It  comes  where'er  the  lowly  find 
The  perfect  peace  of  God. 

450.  C.  M. 

LYRA  CATH. 

God  with  the  lowly. 

1  Thv  home  is  with  the  humble,  Lord  ! 

The  simplest  are  the  best ; 
Thy  lodging  is  in  childlike  hearts, 
Thou  makest  there  thy  rest. 

2  Dear  Comforter  !    Eternal  Love ! 

If  thou  wilt  stay  with  me, 
Of  lowly  thoughts'  and  simple  ways 
I'll  build  a  house  for  thee. 

3  Who  made  this  beating  heart  of  mine, 

But  thou,  my  heavenly  Guest  ? 
Let  no  one  have  it  then  but  thee, 
And  let  it  be  thv  rest. 

451.'    CM. 

C0WPER. 

Walking  ivith   God. 
1  0,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God  ! 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ! 

Sing  Arlington,  page  150,  or  St.  Martin'3 


A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still! 
But  now  I  find  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

3  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

4  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

452.  CM. 

MORAVIAN. 

The  Saviour  sought. 

1  0  dearest  Lamb,  take  thou  my  heart ! 

Where  can  such  sweetness  be, 
As  I  have  tasted  in  thy  love, 
As  I  have  found  in  thee  % 

2  If  there's  a  fervor  in  my  soul, 

And  fervor  sure  there  is, 
Now  it  shall  be  at  thy  control, 
And  but  to  serve  thee  rise. 

3  If  love,  that  mildest  flame,  can  rest 

In  hearts  so  hard  as  mine ; 
Come,  gentle  Saviour,  to  my  breast, 
Its  love  shall  all  be  thine. 

4  Now  the  gay  world,  with  treacherous  art, 

Shall  tempt  my  heart  in  vain ; 
I  have  conveyed  away  that  heart, 
Ne'er  to  return  again. 

5  'Tis  heaven  on  earth  to  taste  his  love, 

To  feel  his  quickening  grace, 
And  all  the  heaven  I  hope  above, 
Is  but  to  see  his  face. 

453.  C.  M. 

HARTFORD   SELEC. 

Daily  Life  in  God. 

1  O  could  I  find,  from  day  to  day, 

A  nearness  to  my  God, 
Then  would  my  hours  glide  sweet  away, 
While  leaning  on  his  word. 

2  Lord,  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 

Anew  from  day  to  day, 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  never  take  away. 

3  Blest  Jesus,  come,  and  rule  my  heart, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine,' 
That  I  may  never  more  depart, 
Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  breath, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore  ; 
And  when  my  frame  dissolves  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 
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HOLMAN. 
Allegretto. 


C.  M. 


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454.   c.  M. 

Self-Dedication. 


BOURNE'S  coll. 


2  The  world  and  Satan  I  forsake ; 

To  thee  I  all  resign  ; 
My  longing  heart,  0  Saviour,  take, 
And  fill  with  love  divine. 

3  O,  may  I  never  turn  aside, 

Nor  from  thy  bosom  flee  ; 
Let  nothing  here  my  heart  divide ; 
I  give  it  all  to  thee. 

455.    C.  M. 

ANONYMOUS 

The  Still  Small  Voice. 

1  Swoet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 

In  earnest  pleading  flows : 
Devotion  dwells  upon  the  theme, 
And  warm  and  warmer  glows. 

2  Faith  grasps  the  blessing  she  desires, 

Hope  points  the  upward  gaze  ; 
And  love,  untrembling  love,  inspires 
The  eloquence  of  praise. 

8  But  sweeter  far  the  still  small  voice, 
Heard  by  no  human  ear, 
When  God  hath  made  the  heart  rejoice, 
And  dried  the  bitter  tear. 


4  Nor  accents  flow,  nor  words  ascend  ; 
All  utterance  faileth  tbere ; 
But  listening  spirits  comprehend, 
And  God  accepts  the  prayer. 


456.    C.  M. 

Blessing  of  God's  Love. 


LYRA  CATH. 


1  0  gift  of  gifts  !     O  grace  of  faith ! 

My  God  !  how  can  it  be 
That  thou,  who  hast  discerning  love, 
Should  give  that  gift  to  me  ? 

2  How  many  hearts  thou  might'st  have  had 

More  innocent  than  mine  ! 
How  many  souls  more  worthy  far 
Of  that  sweet  touch  of  thine  ! 

3  Ah,  grace  !  into  unlikeliest  hearts 

It  is  thy  boast  to  come, 
The  glory  of  thy  light  to  find 
In  darkest  spots  a  home. 

4  The  crowd  of  cares,  the  weightiest  cross, 

Seem  trifles  less  than  light — 
Earth  looks  so  little  and  so  low, 
When  faith  shines  full  and  bright. 

5  0,  happy,  happy  that  I  am  ! 

If  thou  canst  be,  O  faith, 
The  treasure  that  thou  art  in  life, 
What  wilt  thou  be  in  death  ? 


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457.  C.  M. 

R.   BAXTER. 

Looking  to  Christ. 

1  Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 

Than  he  went  through  before ; 
He  that  into  God's  kingdom  comes, 
Must  enter  by  the  door. 

2  Come,  Lord,  when  grace  hath  made  me 

meet 
Thy  blessed  face  to  see ; 
For  if  thy  work  on  earth  bo  sweet, 
What  must  thy  glory  be  ? 

3  Then  shall  I  end  my  sad  complaints, 

And  weary,  sinful  days, 
And  join  with  those  triumphant  saints, 
That  sing  Jehovah's  praise. 

4  My  knowledge  of  that  life  is  small, 

The  eye  of  faith  is  dim  ; 
But  'tis  enough  that  Christ  knows  all, 
And  I  shall  be  with  him. 

458.  cm. 

FABER. 

The  Soul's  True  Life. 

1  God  only  is  the  creature's  home, 

Though  long  and  rough  the  road, 
Yet  nothing  less  can  satisfy 
The  love  that  longs  for  God. 

2  0,  utter  but  the  name  of  God, 

Down  in  your  heart  of  hearts, 
And  see  how  from  the  world  at  once, 
All  tempting  light  departs. 

3  A  trusting  heart,  a  yearning  eye, 

Can  win  their  way  above ; 
If  mountains  can  be  moved  by  faith, 
Is  there  less  power  in  love  ? 

4  How  little  of  that  road,  my  soul ! 

How  little  hast  thou  gone  ! 
Take  heart,  and  let  the  thought  of  God 
Allure  thee  farther  on. 

459.  c.  M. 

DODDRIDGE. 

For  Freedom  from  Secret  Sin. 

1  Searcher  of  hearts  !  before  thy  face 

I  all  my  soul  display ; 
And  conscious  of  its  innate  arts, 
Entreat  thy  strict  survey. 

2  If,  lurking  in  its  inmost  folds, 

I  any  sin  conceal, 
O,  let  a  ray  of  light  divine, 
The  secret  guile  reveal. 

3  If,  in  these  fatal  fetters  bound, 

A  wretched  slave  I  lie, 
Smite  off  my  chains,  and  wake  my  soul 
To  light  and  liberty. 

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4  To  humble  penitence  and  prayer, 
Be  gentle  pity  given  ; 
Speak  ample  pardon  to  my  heart, 
And  seal  its  claim  to  heaven. 

460.  C.  M. 

MONTGOMERY 

Detention  from  the  Sanctuary. 

1  Thousands,  O  Lord  of  hosts,  to-day, 

Within  thy  temples  meet; 
And  tens  of  thousands  throng  to  pay 
Their  homage  at  thy  feet. 

2  They  sing  thy  deeds,  as  I  have  sung, 

In  sweet  and  solemn  lays  ; 
Were  I  among  them,  my  glad  tongue 
Might  learn  new  themes  of  praise. 

3  The  dew  lies  thick  on  all  the  ground — 

Shall  my  poor  fleece  be  dry  ? 
The  manna  rains  from  heaven  around, 
Shall  I  of  hunger  die  ? 

4  Behold  thy  prisoner ;  loose  my  bands, 

If  ;tis  thy  gracious  will ; 
If  not,  contented  in  thy  hands, 
Behold  thy  prisoner  still. 

5  I  may  not  to  thy  courts  repair, 

Yet  here  thou  surely  art ; 
O  give  me  here  a  house  of  prayer, 
Here  Sabbath-joys  impart. 

461.  C.  M. 

DODDRIDGE. 

The  Heart's  Love. 

1  Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 

Behold  my  heart  and  see ; 
And  turn  the  dearest  idol  out, 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still, 

To  mine  attentive  ear  ? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound, 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 

3  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock, 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  1 
Hast  thou  a  foe  before  whose  face, 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

4  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood, 

In  honor  of  thy  name  ? 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  th'  immortal  flame  1 

5  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord ; 

But  0  !  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 


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462.  CM. 

The  Life  Within. 

2  Some  joy  of  thine  own  seeking  win; 

To  thine  own  strength  repair : 
Breathe,  breathe  the  awful  life  within, — 
Feel  all  the  glory  there ! 

3  Thyself  amidst  the  silence  clear, 

The  world  far-off  and  dim, 
Thy  vision  free,  the  Bright  One  near, 
Thyself  alone  with  him. 

4  Thus  sweetly  live,  thus  greatly  watch, — 

Soul,  be  but  inly  bright ! 
All  outward  things  must  smile,  must  catch 
Thy  strong,  transcendent  light. 

5  Near  thee  no  darkness  dares  abide, 

Thou  makest  all  things  shine  ; 
Soul,  whom  the  Lord  has  glorified, 
Is  not  all  glory  thine  3 

463.  CM. 

FABER. 

Distraction  in  Prayer. 

Had  I,  dear  Lord !  no  pleasure  found 

But  in  the  thought  of  thee ; 
Prayer  would  have  come  unsought,  and  been 

A  truer  liberty. 


2  Yet  thou  art  oft,  most  present,  Lord  ! 

In  weak,  distracted  prayer ; 

A  sinner  out  of  heart  with  self, 

Most  often  finds  thee  there. 

3  And  prayer  that  humbles,  sets  the  soul 

From  all  illusions  free  ; 
And  teaches  it  how  utterly, 
Dear  Lord  !  it  hangs  on  thee. 

4  These  surface  troubles  come  and  go, 

Like  rutflings  of  the  sea  ; 
The  deeper  depth  is  out  of  reach 
To  all,  my  God,  but  thee ! 

464.    C  M.  61. 

S.   SCHOOL  GAZETTK. 

Seeking  a  True  Life. 

1  Father,  I  know  that  all  my  life 

Is  portioned  out  to  me  ; 
The  changes  that  must  surely  come, 

I  do  not  fear  to  see  ; 
I  ask  thee  for  the  present  mind, 

Intent  on  pleasing  thee. 

2  I  ask  thee  for  a  thankful  love, 

Through  constant  watching  wise  ; 
To  meet  the  glad  with  cheerful  &mile, 

And  wipe  the  weeping  eyes ; 
A  heart  at  leisure  from  itself, 

To  soothe  and  sympathize. 


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3  I  would  not  have  the  restless  will, 

That  hurries  to  and  fro. 
Seeking  for  some  great  thing  to  do, 

Or  secret  thing  to  know  ; 
I  would  be  dealt  with  as  a  child, 

And  guided  where  to  go. 

4  Wherever  in  the  world  I  am 

In  whatsoe'er  estate. 
I  would  have  fellowship  with  hearts, 

To  keep  and  cultivate  ; 
A  work  of  holy  love  to  do, 

For  him  on  whom  I  wait. 


465.    C.  m. 

FRANCIS    XATIEB. 

True  Love  to  God  and  Christ. 

1  My  God,  I  love  thee,  not  because 

I  hope  for  heaven  thereby  ; 
Nor  because  they  who  love  thee  not 
Must  bum  eternally. 

2  Thou,  blessed  Jesus,  thou  didst  me 

Upon  the  cross  embrace  ; 
For  me  didst  bear  the  nails  and  spear, 
And  manifold  disgrace. 

3  And  griefs  and  torments  numberless, 

And  sweat  of  agony  ; 
E'en  death  itself— and*  all  for  one 
"Who  was  thine  enemy. 

4  Then  why,  0  blessed  Jesus  Christ, 

Should"  I  not  love  thee  well  ? 
Not  for  the  sake  of  winning  heaven, 
Or  of  escaping  hell. 

5  Not  with  the  hope  of  gaining  aught, 

Nor  seeking  a  reward  ; 
But  as  thyself  hast  loved  me, 
O  ever  loving  Lord  ! 

6  E'en  so  I  love  thee,  and  will  love, 

And  in  thy  praise  will  sing  ; 
Solely  because  thou  art  my  Lord, 
And  my  eternal  King. 


466.    S.  M. 

MISS  FLETCHEE. 

Where  is  Heaven  ? 

1  Our  heaven  is  everywhere, 

If  we  but  love  the  Lord, 
Unswerving  tread  the  narrow  way, 
And  ever  shun  the  broad. 

2  'Tis  where  the  trusting  heart 

Bows  meekly  to  its  grief, 
Still  looking  up  with  earnest  faith 
For  comfort  and  relief. 


3  Where  guileless  infancy 

In  happiness  doth  dwell, 
And  where  the  aged  one  can  say 
"  He  hath  done  all  things  well." 

4  Wherever  truth  abides, 

Sweet  peace  is  ever  there  ; 
If  we  hut  love  and  serve  the  Lord, 
Our  heaven  is  everywhere. 

467.  S.  M. 

BARTOW. 

"  The  Word  is  nigh  thee — in  thy  heart." 

1  Say  not  the  law  divine 

Is  hidden  far  from  thee  ; 
That  heavenly  law  within  may  shine, 
And  there  its  brightness  be. 

2  Soar  not,  my  soul,  on  high, 

To  bring  it  down  to  earth  ; 

No  star  within  the  vaulted  sky 

Is  of  such  priceless  worth. 

3  Thou  need'st  not  launch  thy  bark 

Upon  a  shoreless  sea, 
Breasting  its  waves  to  find  the  ark, 
To  bring  this  dove  to  thee. 

4  Cease,  then,  my  soul,  to  roam, 

Thy  wanderings  all  are  vain  : 
That  holy  word  is  found  at  home ; 
Within  thy  heart  its  reign. 

468.  s.  M. 

cowpbo. 
Dependence  on  God. 

1  To  keep  the  lamp  alive, 

With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl ; 
'Tis  water  makes  the  willow  thrive, 
And  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 

2  The  Lord's  unsparing  hand 

Supplies  the  Irving  stream  ; 

It  is  not  at  our  own  command, 

But  still  derived  from  him. 

3  Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 

His  strength  in  God  alone  ; 
And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak, 
Who  trusted  in  his  own. 

4  Retreat  beneath  his  wings, 

And  in  his  grace  confide ; 
This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings, 
Than  all  your  works  beside. 

5  In  God  is  all  our  store, 

Grace  issues  from  his  throne  ; 
Whoever  says,  "  I  want  no  more," 
Confesses  he  has  none. 


Sing  Pelham,  page  172,  to  the  Hymns  above. 


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AN0NTO0U3. 

For  a  Z?iofa  Spirit. 
2  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  auick-discerning  ©ye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly ; 
A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard, 
And  watching  unto  prayer. 


3  I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim, 
Unmoved  by  threatening  or  reward, 

To  thee  and  thy  great  name ; 
A  zealous,  just  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praise  ; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 


ASPIRATION      AND    COMMUNION. 


189 


EDES.     7s. 


MOZAI1T. 


1.  Gra-cious  Spir -it!    Love     di-vine!  Let      thy    light    with-in      me  shine; 


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470.  7s. 

STO 

The  Spirit  Invoked. 

2  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart; 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
Dwell  thyself  within  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

3  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray ; 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine  ; 
Keep  me,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

471.  7s. 

BEAUJ 

The  Heaven  Within. 

1  As  earth's  pageant  passes  by, 
Let  reflection  turn  thine  eye 
Inward,  and  observe  thy  breast ; 
There  alone  dwells  solid  rest. 

2  That's  a  close  immured  tower, 
"Which  can  mock  all  hostile  power ; 
To  thyself  a  tenant  be, 

And  inhabit  safe  and  free. 

3  Say  not  that  this  house  is  small, 
Girt  up  in  a  narrow  wall ; 

In  a  cleanly,  sober  mind, 
Heaven  itself  full  room  doth  find. 

4  The  infinite  Creator  can 
Dwell  in  it ;  and  may  not  man? 
Here,  content,  make  thy  abode 
With  thyself  and  with  thy  God. 


472.    7s. 

c.  WESLZT. 

Progress  and  Perfection  Sought. 

When,  my  Saviour,  6hall  I  be 
Perfectly  resigned  to  thee  \ 
Poor  and  vile  in  my  own  eyes, 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise  1 

Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness  ; 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 


473.   7s. 

Divine  Guidance  Sought. 

1  Lord,  that  I  may  learn  of  thee, 
Give  me  true  simplicity  ; 
Wean  my  soul,  and  keep  it  low, 
Willing  thee  alone  to  know. 

2  Let  me  cast  my  reeds  aside, 

All  that  feeds  my  knowing  pride ; 
Not  to  man,  but  God,  submit, 
Lay  my  reasonings  at  thy  feet  ;— 

3  Of  my  boasted  wisdom  spoiled, 
Docile,  helpless  as  a  child ; 
Only  seeing  in  thy  light, 
Only  walking  in  thy  might. 

4  Then  infuse  the  teaching  grace, 
Spirit  of  true  righteousness  ; 
Knowledge,  love  divine,  impart,— 
Life  eternal  to  my  heart. 


0.  WESLET. 


190 


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MONTGOMERY. 

The  Soul  panting  for  God. 
2  Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 
God,  thy  God,  shall  make  thee  whole  : 
Why  art  thou  disquieted  1 
God  shall  lift  thy  fallen  head, 
And  his  countenance  benign 
Be  the  saving  health  of  thine. 

475.    7s. 

WSSLEYAN. 

Life  in  God. 

1  Father,  they  who  thee  receive, 
And  in  thee  begin  to  live, 
Day  and  night  they  cry  to  thee, 
As  thou  art,  so  let  us  be. 

2  Fix,  0,  fix  my  wavering  mind ! 
To  the  cross  my  spirit  bind  : 
Earthly  passions  far  remove, 
Fill  the  soul  with  perfect  love. 

3  Who  in  heart  on  thee  believes, 
He  the  promise  now  receives  ; 


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He  with  joy  beholds  thy  face, 
Triumphs  in  thy  pardoning  grace. 

476.    7s. 

AN0NY1 

Silent  Worship. 

1  Wouldst  thou  in  thy  lonely  hour 
Praises  to  the  Eternal  pour  1 

I  will  teach  thy  soul  to  be 
Temple,  hymn,  and  harmony. 

2  Sweeter  songs  than  poets  sing, 
Thou  shalt  for  thine  offering  bring ; 
Softly  murmured  hymns,  that  dwell 
In  devotion's  deepest  cell. 

3  Know  that  music's  holiest  strain 
Loves  to  linger,  loves  to  reign, 
In  that  calm  of  quiet  thought 
Which  the  passions  trouble  not. 

4  Wouldst  thou  in  thy  lonely  hour 
Praises  to  the  Eternal  pour  ? 
Thus  thy  soul  may  learn  to  be 
Temple,  hymn,  and  harmony. 


ASPIRATION   AND    COMMUNION. 


191 


HUDSON.    8  &  7s. 


By  permission. 


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477.     8  &  7s. 

W.  BOSTON  COLL; 

A  Heart-Offering. 

2  Father  !  make  it  pure  and  lowly, 

Fond  of  peace  and  far  from  strife, 
Turning  from  the  paths  unholy 
Of  this  vain  and  sinful  life. 

3  Ever  let  thy  grace  surround  it, 

Strengthen  it  with  power  divine, 
Till  thy  cords  of  love  have  bound  it ; 
Make  it  to  be  wholly  thine. 

4  May  the  blood  of  Jesus  heal  it, 

And  its  sins  be  all  forgiven ; 
Holy  Spirit,  take  and  seal  it, — 
Guide  it  in  the  path  to  heaven. 


478.     8  &  7s. 
Heaven  Here. 


J.  a.  ADAMS. 


1  Heaven  is  here.     Its  hymns  of  gladness 

Cheer  the  true  believer's  way, 

In  this  world  where  sin  and  sadness 

Often  change  to  night  our  day. 

2  Heaven  is  here  :  where  misery  lightened 

Of  its  heavy  load  is  seen, 
Where  the  face  of  sorrow  brightened 
By  the  deed  of  love  hath  been  : 

3  Where  the  bound,  the  poor,  despairing 

Are  set  free,  supplied  and  blest  ; 
Where,  in  others'  anguish  sharing, 
We  can  find  our  surest  rest. 


4  Where  we  heed  the  voice  of  duty 
Rather  than  man's  praise,  or  rod ; 
This  is  heaven, — its  peace,  its  beauty, 
Radiant  with  the  smile  of  God. 


479.     8&7s. 

ANONYMOUS. 

The  Kingdom  of  God  within. 

1  Pilgrim  to  the  heavenly  city, 

Groping  wildered  on  thy  way ; 
Seek  not  for  the  outward  landmark, 
List  not  what  the  blind  guides  say. 

2  For  long  years  thou  hast  been  seeking 

Some  new  idol  found  each  day ; 

All  that  dazzled,  ail  that  glistened, 

Lured  thee  from  the  truth  away. 

3  Thou  art  heir  to  vast  possessions, 

Up,  and  boldly  claim  thine  own  ; 
Seize  thy  crown,  that  waits  thy  wearing, 
Leap  at  once  into  thy  throne. 

4  Look  not  to  some  cloudy  mansion, 

Midst  the  planets  far  away ; 
Trust  not  to  the  distant  future, 
Let  thy  heaven  begin  to-day. 

5  When  the  struggling  soul  hath  conquered, 

When  the  path  lies  fair  and  clear, 
When  thou  art  prepared  for  heaven, 
Thou  wilt  rind  that  heaven  is  here. 


192 


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DAY  OF  REST.    10s 

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1 .  A-bide  with  me !  Fast  falls  the  e  -  ventide,The  darkness  deepens— Lord,with  me  abide ! 


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Christ's  Presence  sought. 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day ; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away ; 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see  ; 

0  thou  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me ! 

3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour  : 

What  but  thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's  power  ? 
Who  like  thyself  my  guide  and  stay  can  be  ? 
On  to  the  close,  0  Lord,  abide  with  me  I 

481.     10s. 

"Abide  in  me." 

1  That  mystic  word  of  thine.  O  Sovereign  Lord ! 

Is  all  too  pure,  too  high,  too  deep  for  me ; 
Weary  of  striving,  and  with  longing  faint, 

1  breathe  it  back  again  in  prayer  to  thee. 

2  Abide  in  me — o'ershadow  by  thy  love, 

Each  half-formed  purpose,  and  dark  thought  of  sin 
Quench,  ere  it  rise,  each  selfish,  low  desire, 
And  keep  my  soul  as  thine — calm  and  divine. 

3  As  some  rare  perfume  in  a  vase  of  clay 

Pervades  it  with  a  fragrance  not  its  own — 
So,  when  thou  dwellest  in  a  mortal  soul, 
All  heaven's  own  sweetness  seems  around  it  thrown. 

4  The  soul  alone,  like  a  neglected  harp, 

Grows  out  of  tune,  and  needs  that  hand  divine ; 
Dwell  thou  within  it,  tune  and  touch  the  chords, 
Till  every  note  and  string  shall  answer  thine. 


MRS.    STOWK. 


ASPIRATION    AND    COMMUNION. 


193 


HAYWARD.     7  &  6s.* 

,  Andante. 


By  permission. 


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METHODIST   COLL. 


Quiet  Religion. 

2  From  the  world  of  sin  and  noise 
And  tumult  I  withdraw ; 

HYMN  CHANT. 
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I  wait  with  humble  awe ; 
Silent  am  1  now  and  still, 

Dare  not  in  thy  presence  move ; 
To  my  waiting  soul  reveal 

The  secret  of  thy  love. 

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1  As  down  in  the  sunless  retreats  of  the  ocean, 

Sweet  flowers  are  springing  no  j  mortal  can  |  see, 
So,  deep  in  my  soul,  the  still  prayer  of  devotion, 
Unheard  by  the  world,  rises,  |  silent,  to  |  thee, 

My  God  !  silent,  to  thee, — 

Pure,  warm,  |  silent,  to  |  thee. 

2  As  still  to  the  star  of  its  worship,  though  clouded, 

The  needle  points  faithfully  |  o'er  the  dim  |  sea, 
So,  dark  when  I  roam,  in  this  wintry  world  shrouded, 
The  hope  of  my  spirit  turns,  |  trembling,  to  |  thee, 
My  God  !  "trembling,  to  thee, — 
True,  sure,  |  trembling,  to  |  thee. 
*  5th  line,  see  small  note. 


194 


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REST.    6  &  5s. 


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484.     6&5s. 

F.   S.  KET. 

The  True  Strength  and  Rest. 

2  If  distress  befall  thee, 

Painful  though  it  be, 

Let  not  grief  appall  thee, 

To  thy  Saviour  flee. 

3  When  earth's  prospects  fail  thee, 

Let  it  not  distress  ; 
Better  comforts  wait  thee, 
Christ  will  freely  bless. 

4  Let  not  death  alarm  thee, 

Shrink  not  from  his  blow, 
For  the  conflict  arm  thee, 
Triumph  o'er  the  foe. 


485.*   L.  M. 


JANE   ROSCOE. 


The  Bitter  Cup. 

1  Thy  will  be  done !  I  will  not  fear 

The  fate  provided  by  thy  love  ; 
Though  clouds  and  darkness  shroud  me  here, 
I  know  that  all  is  bright  above. 

2  The  stars  of  heaven  are  shining  on, 

Tho'  these  frail  eyes  are  dimmed  with  tears ; 
And  though  the  hopes  of  earth  be  gone, 
Yet  are  not  ours  the  immortal  years  ? 

3  Father  !  forgive  the  heart  that  clings, 

Thus  trembling,  to  the  things  of  time  ; 
And  bid  the  soul,  on  angel  wings, 
Ascend  into  a  purer  clime. 


4  There  shall  no  doubts  disturb  its  trust, 

No  sorrows  dim  celestial  love  ; 
But  these  afflictions  of  the  dust, 
Like  shadows  of  the  night  remove. 

5  That  glorious  life  will  well  repay 

This  life  of  toil  and  care  and  woe ; 
0  Father  !  joyful  on  my  way, 
To  drink  thy  bitter  cup,  I  go. 

486.*    L.  M. 

WATTS. 

Trusting  in  God  in  Times  of  Despondency. 

1  My  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord  ; 

But  I  will  call  thy  grace  to  mind, 
And  times  of  past  distress  record, 

When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 

When  I  address  his  throne  by  day, 
Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove  ; 

The  night  shall  hear  me  sing  and  pray. 

3  I'll  chide  my  heart,  that  sinks  so  low ; 

Why  should  my  soul  indulge  in  grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praise  him  too ; 
He  is  my  rest,  my  sure  relief. 

4  O  God,  thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy ; 

Thy  light  and  truth  shall  guide  me  still ; 
Thy  word  shall  my  best  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill. 


Sing  Reliance,  page  195. 


TRIALS   AND   TEMPTATIONS. 


195 


RELIANCE.    L.  M. 

Andante. 


I.    B.  WOODRURT. 


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Firmness  and  Trust. 

2  O  that  distrust !     Go  bravely  on, 
Firm  till  the  victor  crown  be  won, 
Firm  when  thy  conscience  is  assailed, 
Firm  when  the  star  of  hope  is  veiled. 

3  Firm  in  defying  wrong  and  sin, 
Firm  in  life's  conflict,  toil,  and  din, 
Firm  in  the  path  by  martyrs  trod, — 
Be  firm  in  love  to  'man  and  God. 


488.     I"  M. 

BOWRING. 

Temptation. 

1  Oh,  what  a  struggle  wakes  within, 

When  in  the  spirit's  solitude, 
The  tempting,  treacherous  thoughts  of  sin, 
In  all  their  luring  smiles  intrude  ! 

2  'Tis  then,  my  Father  !  then  I  feel 

My  nature's  weakness,  and,  oppressed, 
Like  a  poor,  trembling  child  I  steal 
To  theo,  for  safety,  and  for  rest. 

3  Beneath  thy  shadow  let  me  live  ! 

Bo  thou  my  friend — my  Father  be ! 
I  bend  in  trust — I  pray  !  forgive 
The  erring  child  that  flies  to  thee  ! 


489.*   C.  M. 

Divine  Strength  Invoked. 


LYRA  OATH. 


1  I  worship  thee,  sweet  Will  of  God, 

And  all  thy  ways  adore ; 
And  every  day  I  live,  I  long 
To  love  thee  more  and  more. 

2  He  always  wins  who  sides  with  God, 

To  him  no  chance  is  lost ; 
God's  will  is  sweetest  to  him  when 
It  triumphs  at  his  cost. 

3  111,  that  God  blesses,  is  our  good, 

And  unblest  good  is  ill  ; 
And  all  is  right  that  seems  most  wrong, 
If  it  be  his  dear  will ! 


4  When  obstacles  and  trials  seem 
Like  prison-walls  to  be, 
I  do  the  little  I  can  do, 
And  leave  the  rest  to  thee. 


5  I  have  no  cares,  0  blessed  Will ! 
For  all  my  cares  are  thine  ; 
I  live  in  triumph,  Lord  !  for  thou 
Hast  made  thy  triumphs  mine. 
*  Sing  Holman,  page  184. 


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490.  C.  M. 

B.   BARTON. 

Walking  in  the  Light. 

2  Walk  in  the  light!  and  thou  shall  find 

Thy  heart  made  truly  his, 
Who  dwells  in  cloudless  light  enshrined, 
In  whom  no  darkness  is. 

3  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thou  6halt  own 

Thv  darkness  passed  away, 
Because  that  light  hath  on  thee  shone 
In  which  is  perfect  day. 

4  Walk  in  the  light !  and  e'en  the  tomb 

No  fearful  shade  shall  wear  ; 
Glory  shall  chase  away  its  gloom, 
For  Christ  hath  conquered  there. 

5  Walk  in  the  light !  thy  path  shall  be 

Peaceful,  serene,  and  bright ; 
For  God,  by  grace,  shall  dwell  in  thee, 
And  God"  himself  is  light. 

491.  C.  M. 

EXETER  COLL. 

Prayer  for  Guidance. 

1  Lord,  through  the  dubious  paths  of  life 

Thy  feeble  servant  guide  ; 
Supported  by  thy  powerful  arm, 
My  footsteps  shall  not  slide. 

2  To  thee,  O  my  unerring  Guide, 

I  would  myself  resign, 
In  all  my  ways  acknowledge  thee, 
And  form  my  will  by  thine. 


3  Thus  shall  each  blessing  of  thy  hand 

Be  doubly  sweet  to  me  : 
And  in  new  griefs  I  still  shall  have 
A  refuge,  Lord,  in  thee. 

4  Lord,  by  thy  counsel,  while  I  live, 

O,  guide  my  wandering  feet ; 
And  when  my  course  on  earth  is  run, 
Conduct  me  to  thy  seat. 

492.    CM. 

RTLAI 

Strength  in  the  Lord. 

1  0  Lord  !  I  would  delight  in  thee, 

And  on  thy  care  depend  ; 

To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 

My  best,  my  only  friend. 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dried, 

Thy  fulness  is  the  same  ; 

May  I  with  this  be  satisfied, 

And  glory  in  thy  name  ! 

3  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found 

But  may  be  found  in  thee  ; 
I  must  have  all  things,  and  abonnd, 
While  God  is  God  to  me. 

4  0  Lord  !  I  cast  my  care  on  thee, 

I  triumph  and  adore  ; 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  shall  be 
To  love  and  please  thee  more. 


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493.    C.  M. 

TRWICK'S   COLL. 

Prayer  for  Grace  in   'Trial. 

1  Father  of  all  our  mercies,  thou 

In  whom  we  move  and  live, 
Hear  us  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling,  now, 
And  answer  and  forgive. 

2  When,  harassed  by  ten  thousand  foes, 

Our  helplessness  we  feel, 

0  give  the  weary  soul  repose, 

The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  When  dire  temptations  gather  round, 

And  threaten  or  allure, 
By  storm  or  calm,  in  thee  be  found 
A  refuge  strong  and  sure. 

4  When  age  advances,  may  we  grow 

In  faith,  in  hope  and  love  ; 
And  walk  in  holiness  below, 
To  holiness  above. 


494.    C.  M. 


MONTGOMERY. 


Grace  implored. 

1  I  cannot  call  affliction  sweet, 

And  yet  'twas  good  to  bear  : 

Affliction  brought  me  to  thy  feet, 

And  I  found  comfort  there. 

2  My  wearied  soul  was  all  resign'd 

To  thy  most  gracious  will : 
0  had  Ikept  that  better  mind, 
Or  been  afflicted  still ! 

3  Where  are  the  vows  which  then  I  vow'd  ? 

The  joys  which  then  I  knew  3 
Those,  vanished  like  the  morning  cloud  ; 
These,  like  the  early  dew. 

4  Lord,  grant  me  grace  for  every  day, 

Whate'er  my  state  may  be, 
Through  life,  in  death,  with  truth  to  say, 
"  My  God  is  all  to  me." 

495.    C.  M. 

TOPLADY. 

Sweetness  of  Submission. 

1  When  languor  and  disease  invade 

This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  by  faith  abroad, 
And  long  to  fly  away ; 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love  ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above  ; 

3  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end  ; 
Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend  ; 

4  Sweet,  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees  ; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 

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49G.    c.  m. 

MRS.    STEEU. 

Trust  in  the  Divine   Will. 

1  My  God,  my  Father — blissful  name — 

0  may  I  call  thee  mine  ? 

May  I  with  c-weet  assurance  claim 
A  portion  so  divine  ? 

2  This  only  can  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly  ; 
What  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  ! 

3  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies, 

1  calmly  would  resign  ; 

For  thou  art  good,  and  just  and  wise  ; 
0  bend  my  will  to  thine. 

4  Whate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

O  give  me  strength  to  bear  ; 
And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

497.  c.  m. 

FABEE. 

Prayer  for  Trust. 

1  One  thing  alone,  dear  Lord  !  I  dread — 

To  have  a  secret  spot 
That  separates  my  soul  from  Thee, 
And  yet  to  know  it  not. 

2  But  if  this  weariness  hath  come 

A  present  from  on  high, 
Teach  me  to  find  the  hidden  wealth 
That  in  its  depths  may  lie. 

3  So  in  this  darkness  I  can  learn 

To  tremble  and  adore, 
To  sound  my  own  vile  nothingness, 
And  thus  to  love  Thee  more. 

4  0  blessed  be  this  darkness  then, 

This  deep  in  which  I  lie, 
And  blessed  be  all  things  that  teach 
God's  own  Supremacy ! 

498.  C.  M. 

BARTRUM. 

My  God,  remember  me. 

1  O,  from  these  visions  dark  and  drear, 

Kind  Father,  set  me  free  ; 
I  struggle  yet  with  darkness  here, — 
My  God,  remember  me  ! 

2  Refresh  my  drooping  soul  with  grace, 

And  quickening  energy  ; 
Still  running,  toiling  in  the  race, — 
My  God,  remember  me  ! 

3  Some  cheering  ray  of  hope  impart, 

Sweet  influence  from  thee  ; 
And  raise  this  feeble,  drooping  heart, 
My  God,  remember  me  ! 

4  For  the  inheritance  in  light, 

On  trembling  wings  I  flee  ; 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears,  I  fight, 
My  God,  remember  me  ! 


198 


TRIALS   AND    TEMPTATIONS. 


THATCHER.    S.  M. 

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499.  s.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

True  Safety. 

2  In  thee  I  place  my  trust, 

On  thee  I  calmly  rest ; 
I  know  thee  good — I  know  thee  just, 
And  count  thy  choice  the  best. 

3  Whate'er  events  betide, 

Thy  will  they  all  perform  ; 
Safe  in  thy  breast  my  head  I  hide, 
Nor  fear  the  coming  storm. 

500.  s.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

"Fear  not;  for  ye  seek  Jesus  of  Nazareth,  which 
was  crucified" 

1  'Tis  not  for  thee  to  fear, 

Disciple  of  the  Lord  ! 
The  Saviour,  though  unseen,  is  near, 
To  those  who  trust  his  word. 

2  Weeping  may  last  the  night, 

But  joy  will  come  with  day  ; 
Then  watch,  as  for  the  morning  light : 
He'll  shine  thy  fears  away. 

3  Perchance  thy  faith  is  weak, 

Thy  heart  is  full  of  pain  ; 
Yet  he,  whom  thou  art  led  to  seek, 
Was  never  sought  in  vain. 


4  He  waits  thy  soul  to  bless, 

To  pour  forth  all  his  love ; 
Once  tried  himself,  he  marks  distress, 
And  notes  thy  tears  above. 

5  In  time — his  time  is  best, 

If  mourning  all  thy  days, 
Still  fear  not ;  bright*  will  be  thy  rest, 
And  sweet  thy  song  of  praise. 

501.    s.  m. 

•  DODDRIDGE. 

Trust  in  God. 

1  How  gentle  God's  commands  ! 

How  kind  his  precepts  are  ! 
"  Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care." 

2  Beneath  his  watchful  eye 

His  saints  securely  dwell ; 
That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up, 
Shall  guard  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 
Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 

Through  each  succeeding  day; 
I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  6ong  away. 


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199 


502.    s.  m. 

C.  WESL1 

All  fulness  in  Christ. 

1  Thou  very  present  aid 

In  suffering:  and  distress  ; 
The  mind  which  still  on  thee  is  stayed. 
Is  kept  in  perfect  peace. 

2  Sorrow  and  fear  are  gone, 

Whene'er  thy  face  appears  ; 
It  stills  the  sighing  orphan's  moan, 
And  dries  the  widow's  tears. 


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3  It  hallows  every  cross, 

It  sweetly  comforts  me  ; 
Makes  me  forget  my  every  loss, 
And  find  my  all  in  thee. 

4  Jesus,  to  whom  I  fly, 

Doth  all  my  wishes  fill ; 
"What  though  created  streams  are  dry? 
I  have  the  fountain  still. 

5  Stripp'd  of  each  earthly  friend, 

I  find  them  all  in  one  : 
And  peace  and  joy  which  never  end, 
And  heaven,  in  Christ,  begun. 


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SPIRIT   OF  THE  PSALMS. 

Safety  in   God. 

2  Vain  temptation's  wily  snare  ; 
Christian's  are  Jehovah's  care; 
Harmless  flies  the  shaft  by  day, 
Or  in  darkness  wings  its  way. 

3  When  they  wake,  or  when  they  sleep, 
Angel  guards  their  vigils  keep  : 
Death  and  danger  may  be  near  ; 
Faith  and  love  have  nought  to  fear. 

504.  7s. 

BULFESCH. 

The  Battle  of  Life. 
1  There's  a  strife  we  all  must  wage, 
From  life's  entrance  to  its  close ; 
Bless  the  bold  who  dare  engage  ! 
Woe  for  him  who  seeks  repose  ! 


2  Honored  they  who  firmly  stand, 

While  the  conflict  presses  round  ; 
God's  own  banner  in  their  hand, 
In  his  service  faithful  found. 

3  What  our  foes  ?     Each  thought  impure 

Passions  fierce,  that  tear  the  soul ; 
Every  ill  that  we  can  cure  ; 
Every  crime  we  can  control ; 

4  Every  suffering  which  our  hand 

Can  with  soothing  care  assuage  ; 
Every  evil  of  our  land  : 
Every  error  of  our  age. 

5  On,  then,  to  the  glorious  field  ! 

He  who  dies,  his  life  shall  save ; 
God  himself  shall  be  our  shield, 
He  shall  bless  and  crown  the  brave. 


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Other  refuge  have  I  none — 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  oh  !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me; 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

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Trial  Profitable. 
'Tis  my  happiness  below, 

Not  to  live  without  the  cross  ; 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 

Sanctifying  every  loss. 
Trials  must  and  will  befall ; 

But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all, 

This  is  happiness  to  me. 
Trials  make  the  promise  sweet ; 

Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer ; 
Bring  me  to  my  Father's  feet, 

Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 


CONFIDENCE    AND    JOY. 


201 


KALKBEENNER.     C.  M. 

Allegro. 


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ANONYMOUS. 

Joy  in  God. 

2  There  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever  blooming  prospects  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

3  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine 

To  guide  our  upward  aim  ; 
With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine, 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

4  O,  then,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 

Our  ardent  hope  shall  rise  [spring, 

To   those  bright  scenes  where  pleasures 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

508.   c.  m. 

TATE  &  BRADY. 

Strength  in  the  Liord. 

1  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

In  trouble,  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all,  who  are  distress'd, 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  Oh  !  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

With  me  exalt  his  name  ; 
When  in  distress  to  him  I  called, 
He  to  my  rescue  came. 


4  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just ; 
Deliverance  he  affords  to  all 
Who  on  his  succor  trust. 

5  Oh  !  make  but  trial  of  his  love ; 

Experience  will  decide — 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

509.    C.  M. 

HIGINBOTHAJC. 

Exulting  in  God's  Praise. 

1  My  soul  shall  bless  thee,  O  my  God, 

Through  all  my  mortal  days, 
And  to  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  In  each  bright  hour  of  peace  and  hope, 

Be  this  my  sweet  employ  ; 
Thy  praise  refines  my  earthly  bliss, 
And  doubles  all  my  joy. 

3  When  gloomy  care,  or  keen  distress, 

Invades  my  throbbing  breast, 
My  tongue  shall  learn  to  speak  thy  praise, 
And  soothe  my  pains  to  rest. 

4  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honors  of  my  God ; 
My  life,  with  all  my  active  powers, 
Shall  spread  his  praise  abroad. 

5  When  death  is  past,  in  purer  strains 

My  grateful  praise  I'll  pay  ; 
The  theme  demands  a  nobler  song, 
And  an  eternal  day. 


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MUNICH.     C. 


M.    Double. 

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510.  c.  m. 

WATTS. 

God's  Presence  in  Light  and  Darkness. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine, 
With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
While  Jesus  shows  his  love  is  mine, 
And  whispers  I  am  his. 


4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay, 

At  that  transporting  word, 
And  run  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
To  meet  my  gracious  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 

I'd  break  through  every  foe  ; 
The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faith 
Shall  bear  me  conqueror  through. 


511.     CM. 

WATI 

Psalm  27. 

1  The  Lord  of  Glory  is  my  Light, 

And  my  Salvation  too  : 
God  is  my  strength,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires — 

Oh  grant  me  an  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God  ! 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  beauty  still ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise  and  storms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide  : 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 


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512.    C.  M. 

Pscihii  23. 


J.   Q.   ADAMS. 


1  My  Shepherd  is  the  Lord  on  high  ; 

His  hand  supplies  me  still  ; 
In  pastures  green  he  makes  me  lie, 

Beside  the  rippling  rill  : 
He  cheers  my  soul,  relieves  my  woes, 

His  glory  to  display  ; 
The  paths  of  righteousness  he  shows, 

And  leads  me  in  his  way. 

2  Tho'  walking  thro'  death's  dismal  shade, 

No  evil  will  I  fear ; 
Thy  rod,  thy  staff  shall  lend  me  aid, 

For  thou  art  ever  near  : 
For  me  a  table  thou  dost  spread 

In  presence  of  my  foes  : 
With  oil  thou  dost  anoint  my  head  ; 

By  thee  my  cup  o'erflows. 

3  Thy  goodness  and  thy  mercy  sure 

Shall  bless  me  all  my  days  ; 
And  I,  with  lips  sincere  and  pure, 

Will  celebrate  thy  praise  : 
Yes,  in  the  temple  of  the  Lord 

Forever  I  will  dwell ; 
To  after  time  thy  name  record, 

And  of  thy  glory  tell. 

513.    C.  M. 

COWPEB. 

The  Mysteries  of  God's  Providence. 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 

His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  vast  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints  !  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  will  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain  ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


514.    C.  M. 

ANCIENT    IF. 

The  Noble  Army  of  Martyr*. 

1  The  triumphs  of  the  martyred  saints 

The  joyous  lay  demand  ; 
The  heart  delights  in  song  to  dwell 

On  that  victorious  band — 
Those  whom  the  senseless  world  abhorred, 

Who  cast  the  world  aside, 
Deeming  it  worthless,  for  the  sake 

Of  Christ,  their  Lord  and  Guide. 

2  What  tongue  can  tell  the  crown  prepared 

The  martyr's  brow  to  grace  1 
His  shining  robe,  his  joys  unknown, 

Before  thy  glorious  face  ? 
Vouchsafe  us,  Lord,  if  such  thy  will, 

Clear  skies  and  seasons  calm  ; 
If  not,  the  martyr's  cross  to  bear, 

And  win  the  martvr's  palm. 

515.*   I*  m. 

WATTS. 

Divine  Aid. 

1  Lord,  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  day- : 

Thy  praise  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue; 
My  soul  shall  glory  in  thy  grace, 

While  saints  rejoice  to  hear  the  song. 

2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me  ; 

Let  every  heart  exalt  his  name  ; 
I  sought  the  Eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  exposed  my  hope  to  shame. 

3  I  told  him  all  my  silent  grief, 

My  secret  groaning  reached  his  ears ; 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 

And  calmed  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

4  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 

Around  the  men  who  serve  the  Lord ; 

0  fear  and  love  him  all  his  saints, 
Accept  his  grace  and  trust  his  word. 

516.*    L.  M. 

ALICE   CART. 

The  Way. 

1  I  cannot  plainly  see  the  way, 

So  dark  my  path  is  ;  but"  I  know 
If  I  do  truly  work  and  pray, 

Some  good  will  brighten"  out  of  woe. 

2  I  said  I  could  not  see  the  way, 

And  yet  what  need  is  there  to  see, 
More  than  to  do  what  good  I  mav, 
And  trust  the  great  God  over  me  1 

3  Why  should  my  spirit  pine,  and  lean 

From  its  clay  house  ;  or  restless,  bow, 
Asking  the  shadows  if  they  mean 
To  darken  always,  dim  as  now. 

4  Why  should  I  vainly  seek  to  solve 

Free-will,  necessity,  the  pall  ? 

1  feel,  I  know  that  God  is  love, 
And  knowing  this,  I  know  it  all. 


*  Sing  Pray,  page  ISO. 


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MUSIC.    L.  M.    6  lines. 


DR.    ARNE. 


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517.     L.  M.   61. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Rejoicing  in  Divine  Love. 

2  In  faith  wo  cast  our  souls  on  thee ! 

Here  is  our  hope,  our  joy,  our  rest ; 
Hither,  when  fears  assail,  we  flee  : 

We  look  into  our  Saviour's  breast. 
Away,  sad  doubts  and  anxious  fear,— 
Mercy  is  all  that's  written  there  ! 

3  Though  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  our  head, — 

Though  strength,  and  health,  and  friends 
be  gone,— 


Though  joys  be  withered  all,  and  dead, — 
Though  every  comfort  be  withdrawn, — 
Steadfast  on  this  our  soul  relies, 
Father,  thy  mercy  never  dies  ! 


4  Fixed  on  this  ground  would  we  remain, 
Though  our  heart  fail,  and  flesh  decay ; 
This  anchor  shall  our  soul  sustain, 

When  earth's  foundations  melt  away ; 
Mercy's  full  power  we  then  shall  prove, 
Loved  with  an  everlasting  love. 


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518.  s.  m. 

GERHARD- 

Reliance  on  God. 

2  Through  waves,  through  clouds  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way ; 
Wait  thou  his  time ;  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart ! 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down  ! 
Cast  off  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 
Bid  every  care  be  gone. 

4  Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsel  shall  appear, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought, 
That  caused  thy  needless  fear. 

5  What,  though  thou  rulest  not ! 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell 
Proclaim,  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 
And  ruleth  all  things  well ! 

519.  s.  M. 

MORAVIAN 

The  same. 

1  Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 
And  ways  into  his  hands, 
To  his  sure  trust  and  tender  care, 
Who  earth  and  heaven  commands  : 
[181 


2  Who  points  the  clouds  their  course, 
Whom  winds  and  seas  obey ; 
He  shall  direct  thy  wandering  feet, 
He  shall  prepare  thy  way. 


3  No  profit  canst  thou  gain 
By  self-consuming  care ; 
To  him  commend  thy  cause, — his  ear 
Attends  the  softest  prayer. 


4  Then  on  the  Lord  rely, 
So  safe  shalt  thou  go  on ; 
Fix  on  his  work  thy  steadfast  eye, 
So  shall  thy  work  be  done. 


520.   s.  m. 

I 

Rejoicing. 

1  Now  let  our  voices  joiD, 
To  form  a  sacred  song ; 
Ye  pilgrims,  in  Jehovah's  ways 
With  music  pass  along. 


2  All  honor  to  his  name, 

Who  marks  the  shining  way ; 
To  him  who  leads  his  followers  on 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 


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SWITHIN.    H.  M. 


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521.    H.  M. 

D0DDBUX3E. 

Beauty  and  Exaltation  of  Zion. 

2  He  gilds  thy  morning  face 

With  beams  that  cannot  fade  ; 
His  all-resplendent  grace 
He  sheds  upon  thy  head : 
Thy  form  the  nations  round  shall  view, 
Divinely  crowned  with  lustre  new. 

3  In  honor  to  his  name 

Reflect  that  sacred  light,  _ 
And  loud  that  grace  proclaim 

Which  makes  thy  darkness  bright : 
His  praise  pursue,  till  sovereign  love 
Tho  glory  raise  in  worlds  above. 

522.    H.  M. 

WATTS. 

Safety  in  God. 
1  To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes  ; 
From  God  is  all  my  aid — 
The  God  who  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  ; 


God  is  the  tower  to  which  I  fly ; 
His  grace  is  nigh  in  every  hour. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 

And  fall  in  fatal  6nares, 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide, 

Defends  me  from  my  fears. 
Those  wakeful  eyes,  which  never  sleep, 
Shall  Israel  keep  when  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day. 

No  blasts  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 

If  God  be  with  me  there  ; 
Thc-u  art  my  sun,  and  thou  my  shade, 
To  guard  my  head  by  night  or  noon. 

4  Hast  thou  not  pledged  thy  word 

To  save  my  soul  from  death ! 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 

To  keep  my  mortal  breath. 
I'll  go  mid  come,  nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  high  thou  call  me  home. 


CONFIDENCE    AND    JOY. 


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ADAMS.    7  &  6s. 


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523.    7  &  6s. 

I 
God  our  Supporter. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  with  roses 

Bedecks  the  dewy  east, 
And  when  the  sun  reposes 

Upon  the  ocean's  breast ; 
My  voice  in  supplication, 

Jehovah,  thou  shalt  hear; 
O  grant  me  thy  salvation, 

And  to  my  soul  draw  near. 

3  By  thee,  through  life  supported, 

I  pass  the  dangerous  road, 
With  heavenly  hosts  escorted 

Up  to  their  bright  abode  ; 
There  cast  my  crown  before  thee, 

My  toils  and  conflicts  o'er, 
And  day  and  night  adore  thee— 

What  can  an  angel  more  2 


524.  7  & 


MOXTGOMERT. 


Confidence  in  God. 
God  is  my  strong  salvation  ; 

What  foe  have  I  to  fear  ? 
In  darkness  and  temptation 

My  Light,  my  Help,  is  near. 
Though  hosts  encamp  around  me, 

Firm  to  the  fight  I  stand  ; 
What  terror  can  confound  me, 
With  God  at  my  right  hand  1 

Place  on  the  Lord  reliance  ; 

My  soul,  with  courage  wait ; 
His  truth  be  thine  affiance, 

When  faint  and  desolate  ; 
His  might  thy  heart  shall  strengthen; 

His  love  thy  joy  increase  ; 
Mercy  thy  days  shall  lengthen ; 

The  Lord  will  give  thee  peace. 


CONFIDENCE    AND    JOY. 


B.    F.    BAKER. 


LINTON.     6s. 

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CJkrisf  and  ike  Believer. 

Wherewith  I  longed  for  thee, 
And  left  c.  throne, 

Prom  death  to  set  thee  free, 
And  claim  thee  for  mv  own  ! 


3  To  claim  thee  for  my  own, 
I  suffered  on  the  cr 

0.  were  my  love  bat  It 
All  else  would  be  as 


4  All  else  would  be  as 

And  souls,  through  grace  divine, 
"Would  count  their  gains  but  loss 
To  live  for  ever  m 


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586. 

The  Death  of  Martyrs. 

1  Flung  to  the  heedless  winds, 

Or  on  the  water- 
ThL       -     is   fell  be  watched, 

And  gathered  at  the  last : 
And  from  that  scattered  dust, 

Around  us  and  abroad. 
Shall  spring  a  plenteous  seed 
sea  for  God. 

2  The  Father  hath  received 

Their  latest  living  breath  ; 
Yet  vain  is  Satan's  . 

Of  victory  in  their  death  : 
Still,  still,  though  dead,  they  speak, 

And  trumpet-tongued  proclaim 
To  many  a  wakening  land 

The  one  availing  name. 
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Strength    in    Weakness. 

1  We  will  not  weep  ;  for  God  is  standing  by  ns, 

bean  will  blind  us  to  the  blessed  sight ; 
We  will  not  doubt,  if  darkness  still  doth  try  us, 
Our  souls  have  promise  of  serenest  Eg 

2  We  will  not  faint ;  if  heavy  burdens  bind  us. 

They  press  no  harder  than  our  souls  can  bear ; 
The  thorniest  way  is  lying  still  behind  ns  ; 
.all  be  braver  for  the  past  despair. 

3  Help  us.  O  Father  !  when  the  world  is  press 

On  our  frail  hearts  that  faint  without  their  friend  I 
Help  us.  O  Father  !  let  thy  constant  blessing 
Strengthen  our  weakness,  till  the  joyous  end. 


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2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 

Hope,  when  all  others  die,  fadeless  and  pure, 

Here  speaks  the  comforter,  in  God's  name  saying, 

Earth  has  no  sorrow,  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 

3  Here  see  the  bread  of  life ;  see  waters  flowing 

Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  living  and  pure ; 
Come  to  the  feast  of  love  ;  come,  ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 


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530.   L.  P.  M. 

WAITS. 

Source  of  Consolation. 
Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God ; — he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train. 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure ; 
He  saves  th'  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor ; 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 
The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind  ; 

He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace  ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 
I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past 
While  "life  and  thought  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 


531.*    C.  P.  M. 

C0TT05. 

Contentment  and  Resignation. 

1  If  solid  happiness  we  prize, 
Within  our  breasts  the  jewel  lies ; 

Nor  need  we  roam  abroad  ; 
The  world  has  little  to  bestow  ; 
From  pious  hearts  our  joys  must  flow, 

Hearts  that  delight  in  God. 

2  To  be  resigned,  when  ills  betide, 
Patient,  when  favors  are  denied, 

And  pleased  with  favors  given  ; 
This  is  the  wise,  the  virtuous  part ; 
This  is  that  incense  of  the  heart, 

Whose  fragrance  reaches  heaven. 

3  Thus  through  life's  changing  scenes  we'll  go, 
Its  checkered  paths  of  joy  and  woe, 

With  holy  care  we'll  tread  : 
Quit  its  vain  scenes  without  a  tear, 
Without  a  trouble  or  a  fear, 

And  mingle  with  the  dead. 


•  Sing  Rapture,  page  73. 


212 


CONFIDENCE   AND   JOT. 


WICKLOW.    8,  7  &  4s. 


FLOEIO. 


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532.     8,  7&4s. 

KELLT. 

GW  Unchanging. 

In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 
Thence  to  bring  thee'  forth  more  bright ; 

But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee ; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight : 

God  is  with  thee, — 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 

533.     7&4s. 

MRS.  GILBEIVr. 

Support  in  Death  implored. 

When  the  vale  of  death  appears, 
Faint  and  cold  this  mortal  clay, 

O  my  Father,  soothe  my  fears, 
Light  me  through  the  darksome  way ; 

Break  the  shadows, 
Usher  in  eternal  day. 


2  Starting  from  this  dying  state, 
Upward  bid  my  soul  aspire ; 
Open  thou  the  crystal  gate, 
To  thy  praise  attune  my  lyre ; 

Dwell  forever, 
Dwell  on  each  immortal  wire. 


3  From  the  sparkling  turrets  there 
Oft  I'll  trace  my  pilgrim  way, 
Often  bless  thy  guardian  care, 
Fiw  by  night  and  cloud  by  day,' 

While  my  triumphs 
At  my  Leader's  feet  I  lay. 


THE    CHURCH. 


213 


UXBRIDGE.     8s. 


DR.    ARNE. 


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C0WPE1 

Heaven  in  Prospect. 

2  Dissolve  thou  these  bands  that  detain 

My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee, 
Ah  !  strike  off  this  adamant  chain, 

And  make  me  eternally  free. 
When  that  happy  era  begins, 

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And  round  me  thy  brightness  be  poured ; 
I  shall  meet  him,  whom  absent  I  loved, 

I  shall  see,  whom  unseen  I  adored. 
And  then,  never  more  shall  the  fears, 

The  trials,  temptations,  and  woes, 
Which  darken  this  valley  of  tears, 

Intrude  on  my  blissful  repose. 


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J.  NEWTOif. 

"  Glorious  things  spoken  of  Zion." 

See  !  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
"Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove, 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assuage  1 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord  the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

Round  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  Are  appear  ! 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 
Fading  is  the  Worldling's  pleasure, 

All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show ; 
Solid  joys  and  lasting  treasure 

None  "but  Zion's  children  know. 


536.     8  &  7s. 


J.   Q.  ADAMS. 


Recognition  of  a  Church. 

1  Servants  of  our  Master  lowly, 
Who  would  his  disciples  be ; 


Lovers  of  that  truth  so  holy, 

Which  can  make  our  nature  free  ; 

Friends  of  him  whose  kingdom  glorious 
Is  the  true  believer's  soul ; — 

Welcome  !  in  his  name  victorious  ; — 
Welcome  to  the  Christian  roll ! 


Known  and  read  of  generations 

Are  its  pages  bright  and  clear ; 
Faith's  great  champions  of  all  nations, 

Saints  and  martyrs  cluster  here. 
Praising  souls  in  earth  and  heaven, 

Hosts  redeemed  from  death  and  sin, 
Have  the  invitation  given, 

Christ's  own  church  to  come  within. 


3  Come,  and  though  amidst  temptation, 

And  the  world's  seductive  power, 
Ye  may  make  your  declaration 

Of  distipleship  this  hour; 
Keep  in  mind  this  great  assurance 

Which  may  all  your  steps  attend  ; 
Strength  is  born  of  faith's  endurance;— 

"  I  am  with  you  to  the  end." 


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537.  8  &  7s. 

LYRA  OATH. 

At  the  Cross. 

1  Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 

Which  before  the  cross  I  spend  ; 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 

From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend  : 
Here  alone  I  find  my  heaven, 

Humbly  on  the  Lamb  to  gaze  ; 
Feel  how  much  has  been  forgiven, 

To  his  own  eternal  praise ! 

2  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 

Here  I'll  spend  my  latest  breath  ; 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, 

Life  (feriving  from  his  death  : 
May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling, 

In  all  need  to  Jesus  go, 
Prove  each  day  his  wounds  more  healing, 

And  himself  more  deeply  know  ! 

538.  8  &  7s. 
Strength  of  the  Church. 

1  God  his  church  hath  firmly  founded, 

He  will  guard  what  he  began  ; 

"We,  by  sin  and  foes  surrounded, 

Build  her  bulwarks  as  we  can. 

2  Frail  and  fleeting  are  our  powers, 

Short  our  days,  our  foresight  dim, 
And  we  own  the  choice  not  ours, 
We  were  chosen  first  by  him. 

3  Onward  then  !  for  nought  despairing, 

Calmly  follow  at  his  word, 
Thus  through  joy  and  sorrow  bearing 
Faithful  witness  to  our  Lord. 

4  Though  we  here  must  strive  with  weakness, 

Though  in  tears  we  often  bend, 
What  his  might  began  in  meekness 
Shall  achieve  a  glorious  end. 

539.  8  &  7s. 

BOWRING. 

Glorymg  in  the  Cross. 

1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  ; 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming, 
Adds  new  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 


540.    8  &  7s. 

AN0NYM0C8. 

Desires  after  Christian  Obedience. 

1  From  the  table  now  retiring, 

Which  for  us  the  Lord  hath  spread, 
May  our  souls,  refreshment  finding, 
Grow  in  all  things  like  our  Head. 

2  His  example  by  beholding, 

May  our  lives  his  image  bear  ; 

Him  our  Lord  and  Master  calling, 

His  commands  may  we  revere. 

3  Love  to  God  and  man  displaying, 

Walking  steadfast  in  his  way, 
Joy    ttend  us  in  believing : 
Peace  from  God,  through  endless  day. 

541.   7s. 

EI  ST. 

"Follow  thou  Me." 

1  Christ  doth  lead,  no  longer  stand  ; 
Follow  me,  is  his  command  ; 
None  may  look  behind  him  now, 
Who  to  Christ  hath  pledged  his  vow. 

2  Draw  me  up,  O  Lord,  from  hence, 
Raise  me  high,  o'er  earth  and  sense ; 
That  I  lose  not  thee  from  sight, 
Nor  in  life  nor  death,  my  Light ! 

3  In  my  soul's  most  deep  recess, 
Let  me  cherish  holiness  ; 

Not  for  show  or  human  praise, 
But  for  thy  sake,  all  my  days. 

4  Grant  me  here,  to  trust  thy  grace, 
There  with  joy  to  see  thy  face ; 
This  in  time  my  portion  be, 
That  through  all  eternity. 


542.    7s. 

Keeping  Christ  in  view. 

1  Partners  of  a  glorious  hope, 
Lift  your  hearts  and  voices  up  ! 
Nobly  let  us  bear  the  strife, 
Keep  the  holiness  of  life, — 

2  Still  forget  the  things  behind, 
Follow  Christ  in  heart  and  mind ; 
To  the  mark  uuwearied  press, 
Seize  the  crown  of  righteousness. 

3  Jesus,  fill  us  with  thy  love, 
Never  from  our  souls  remove ; 
Heart  to  heart  unite  and  bless, 
Keep  us  in  thy  perfect  peace  ! 

4  In  our  lives  our  faith  be  known, 
Faith  by  holy  actions  shown  ; 
Faith  that  mountains  can  remove, 
Faith  that  always  works  by  love. 


WESLEYAK. 


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PLEYEL'S  HYMN.    7s. 


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CONDEB. 

The  Body  and  Blood  of  Christ. 

2  Vine  of  heaven,  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice  ; 

Lord,  thy  wounds  our  healing  give ; 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 

3  Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
Through  the  life  of  him  who  died ; 
Lord  of  life,  0,  let  us  be 
Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee. 


544.    7s. 

WINDH 

Christ  our  all. 

1  Christ,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground — 

Christ,  the  spring  of  all  my  joy ! 
Still  in  thee  let  me  be  found, 
Still  for  thee  my  powers  employ. 

2  Fountain  of  o'erflowing  grace  ! 

Freely  from  thy  fulness  give  ; 
Till  I  close  my  earthly  race, 
Be  it  "  Christ  for  me  to  live  I" 


3  When  I  touch  the  blessed  shore, 

Back  the  closing  waves  shall  roll ! 

Death's  dark  stream  shall  never  more 

Part  from  thee  my  ravished  soul. 

4  Thus — O  thus,  an  entrance  give 

To  the  land  of  cloudless  sky ; 

Having  known  it,  "  Christ  to  live," 

Let  me  know  it  "gain  to  die." 


545.*   7s. 

SPIRIT  OP  THE  PSALM. 

Glory  of  the  Church. 

1  On  thy  church,  0  Power  Divine, 
Cause  thy  glorious  face  to  shine  ; 
Till  the  nations  from  afar 

Hail  her  as  their  guiding  star; 
Till  her  sons,  from  zone  to  zone, 
Make  thy  great  salvation  known. 

2  Then  shall  God,  with  lavish  hand, 
Scatter  blessings  o'er  the  land  ; 
Earth  shall  yield  her  rich  increase, 
Every  breeze  shall  whisper  peace, 
And  the  world's  remotest  bound, 
With  the  voice  of  praise  resound. 

•  Repeat  the  first  two  lines  of  music. 


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CONDER. 

The  Lord's  Supper. 

1  Many  centuries  have  fled 
Since  our  Saviour  broke  the  bread, 
And  this  sacred  feast  ordain'd, 
Ever  by  his  church  retained  : 
Those  his  body  who  discern, 
Thus  shall  meet  till  his  return. 

2  Through  the  church's  long  eclipse, 
When  from  priest  or  pastor's  lips, 
Truth  divine  was  never  heard — 
'Mid  the  famine  of  the  word, 
Still  these  symbols  witness  gave 
To  his  love  who  died  to  save. 

3  All  who  bear  the  Saviour's  name, 
Here  their  common  faith  proclaim  ; 
Though  diverse  in  tongue  or  rite, 
Here,  one  body  to  unite  ; 
Breaking  thus  one  mystic  bread, 
Members  of  one  common  Head. 

4  Come,  the  blessed  emblems  share, 
Which  the  Saviour's  death  declare  ; 
Come,  on  truth  immortal  feed, 
For  his  flesh  is  meat  indeed  : 
Saviour  !  witness  with  the  sign, 
That  our  ransomed  souls  are  thine. 

547.=*   L.  M. 

WATTS. 

Consecration  in  view  of  the  Cross. 

1  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 

On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  Lord 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  : 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  Were  all  the  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 
548.*    L.  M. 

GEEGG. 

Christian  Profession. 

1  Jesus !  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ? 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  thro'  endless  days  ? 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star  : 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

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3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  Friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  1 
No  ;  when  I  blush — be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away  ; 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

5  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then,  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ! 
And  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me  1 


549.*   L.  M. 

Uniting  with  the  Church. 


DODDEIDGB. 


1  0  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Lord ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  O  happy  bond  that  seals  my  vows, 

To  him  who  merits  all  my  love  ! 

Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  the  house, 

While  to  his  altar  now  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done — the  great  transaction's  done ; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine  ; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 

Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 

4  Now  rest  my  long-divided  heart ! 

Fixed  on 'this  blissful  centre,  rest; 
Here  have  I  found  a  nobler  part, 

Here  heavenly  pleasures  fill  my  breast. 

5  High  Heaven,  that  hears  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

550.*   l.  m. 

EELLT. 

Receiving  Members. 

1  Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord  ; 

O,  come  in  Jesus'  precious  name  ; 
We  welcome  thee  with  one  accord, 
And  trust  the  Saviour  does  the  6ame. 

2  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford 

We'll  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

3  And  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 

We'll  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known; 
We'll  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  a  brother'6  case  our  own. 

4  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat; 

Receive  assurance  of  our  love ; 
O,  may  we  all  together  meet 
Around  the  throne  of  God  above, 
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KRISHNA  PAL. 

Remembering  Christ. 

1  O  thou,  my  soul,  forget  no  more 
The  Friend  who  all  thy  sorrows  bore ; 
Let  every  idol  be  forgot ; 

But,  O  my  soul,  forget  him  not. 

2  Renounce  thy  works  and  ways,  with  grief, 
And  fly  to  this  divine  relief ; 

Nor  him  forget,  who  left  his  throne, 
And  for  thy  life  gave  up  his  own. 

3  Eternal  truth  and  mercy  shine 
In  him,  and  he  himself  is  thine  : 
And  canst  thou,  then,  with  sin  beset, 
Such  grace,  such  matchless  grace,  forget ! 

4  O,  no  ;  till  life  itself  depart, 

His  name  shall  cheer  and  warm  my  heart ; 
And,  lisping  this,  from  earth  I'll  rise, 
And  join  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 


552.    L.  M. 

Christ's  Compassion  celebrated. 

1  Our  spirits  join  to  praise  the  Lamb  ; 
O  that  our  feeble  lips  could  move 
In  strains  immortal  as  his  name, 
And  melting  as  his  dying  love ! 


2  Was  ever  equal  pity  found  ? 

The  Prince  of  heaven  resigns  his  breath, 
And  pours  his  life  out  on  the  ground, 
To  ransom  guilty  worms  from  death. 

3  In  vain  our  mortal  voices  strive 

To  speak  compassion  so  divine  ; 
Had  we  a  thousand  lives  to  give, 
A  thousand  lives  should  all  be  thine. 


553.   L.  M. 

COLLTEB 

The  Baptism  of  a  Household. 

1  United  prayers  ascend  to  thee, 

Eternal  Parent  of  mankind ! 
Smile  on  this  waiting  family ; 
Thy  blessing  let  thy  servants  find. 

2  Let  the  dear  pledges  of  their  love, 

Like  tender  plants,  around  them  grow; 
Thy  present  grace,  and  joys  above, 
Upon  their  little  ones  bestow. 

I  3  Receive,  at  their  believing  hand, 

The  charge  which  they  devote  as  thine, 
Obedient  to  their  Lord's  command ; 
And  seal,  with  power,  the  rite  divine. 

4  To  every  member  of  their  house, 

Thy  grace  impart,  thy  love  extend ; 
Grant  every  good  that  time  allows, 
With  heavenly  joys  that  never  end. 


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EAITBACH. 

Baptismal   Vow. 

1  I  am  baptized  into  the  name 

Of  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ; 
In  the  true  church  a  place  f  claim, 

Among  the  consecrated  host ; 
Buried  with  Christ,  and  dead  to  sin, 
The  Spirit  now  shall  live  within. 

2  And  I  have  promised  fear  and  love, 

And  to  obey  thee,  Lord,  alone  ; 
I  felt  thy  Spirit  in  me  move, 

And  dared  to  pledge  myself  thine  own, 
Renouncing  sin  to  keep  the  faith, 
And  war  with  evil  to  the  death. 

3  I  bring  thee  here,  my  God,  anew 

Of  all  I  am  or  have  the  whole ; 
Quicken  my  life,  and  make  me  true, 

Take  full  possession  of  my  soul ; 
Let  nought  within  me,  naught  I  own, 
Serve  any  will  but  thine  alone. 

555.  L.  M. 

GASKELL. 

Bearing  with,  us  the  Dying  of  Jesus. 

1  Not  in  this  simple  rite  alone 

May  Calvary's  cross  to  us  be  shown  ; 
But  may  we  turn,  in  many  an  hour, 
To  feel  its  soul-constraining  power. 

2  When  indolence  would  have  its  will, 
And  selfish  ease  would  keep  us  still, 
Then  to  the  Saviour  may  we  look, 
And  meet  his  eye's  serene  rebuke. 

3  "When  men  have  done  us  cruel  wrong, 
And  angry  thoughts  are  rising  strong, 
May  we  with  softened  hearts  turn  there, 
And  learn  the  Lord's  forgiving  prayer. 

4  "When  sin  looks  tempting  in  our  eyes, 
May  Jesus  on  the  cross  arise, 

And  ask  if  we  will  him  forsake, 
And  wear  the  chains  he  died  to  break. 

5  When  pain,  or  sickness,  or  distress, 
Our  fainting  souls  would  overpress, 
To  him  on  Calvary  looking  still, 

May  we  find  strength  to  bear  God's  will. 

556.  l.  M. 

J.  LOMBARD. 

"  That  they  may  all  be  one." 

1  When  death  was  on  the  path  he  trod, 

And  Jesus  saw  his  work  was  done, 
He  raised  his  eyes  and  prayed  to  God, 
That  his  disciples  might  be  one. 

2  This,  Father,  is  our  prayer  to-day, 

That  we  may  one  in  spirit  be, 
Thro'  Christ,  who  came  to  teach  the  way, 
And  all  united,  God,  in  thee  ! 


3  One  in  the  Faith  that  works  by  love, 

And  purifies  the  heart  and  life  ; 
One  in  the  Hope  that  looks  above, 
And  sees  an  end  of  sin  and  strife : 

4  One  in  the  Love  that  warms  the  heart, 

And  makes  it  thy  most  worthy  shrine  ; 
And  one  in  thee,  O  God,  who  art 
The  Giver  of  these  gifts  divine  : 

5  Through  life,  and  till  we  reach  its  goal, 

When  what  we  have  to  do  is  done, 
Heart  linked  to  heart,  and  soul  to  soul, 
And  all,  through  Christ,  in  thee  be  one. 


557.   L.  m. 

Christ  Remembered. 


DAWSON'S  COLL. 


1  When  on  the  midnight  of  the  East 

At  the  dead  moment  of  repose, 
Like  Hope  on  Misery's  darkened  breast, 
The  planet  of  salvation  rose, — 

2  The  shepherd,  leaning  o'er  his  flock, 

Started,  with  broad  and  upward  gaze — 
Kneeled — while  the  star  of  Bethlehem  broke 
On  music  wakened  into  praise. 

3  Shall  we,  for  whom  that  star  was  hung 

In  the  dark  vault  of  midnight  heaven, — 
Shall  we,  for  whom  that  strain  was  sung, 
That  song  of  peace  and  sin  forgiven, — 

4  Shall  we,  for  whom  the  Saviour  bled, 

Careless  his  banquet's  blessings  see, 
Nor  heed  the  parting  word  that  said, 
"  Do  this  in  memory  of  me  "  1 


558.   l.  M. 

ANONTMOUS. 

The  same. 

1  Lord,  we  adore  thy  wondrous  grace, 
Who  crown'st  the  gospel  with  success  ; 
Subjecting  sinners  to  thy  yoke, 

And  bringing  to  the  fold  thy  flock. 

2  May  those  who  have  thy  truth  confessed 
As  "their  own  faith,  andhope,  and  rest, 
From  day  to  day  still  more  increase 

In  faith,  in  love,  and  holiness. 

3  As  living  members,  may  they  share 
The  joys  and  griefs  which  others  bear, 
And  active  in  their  stations  prove 

In  all  the  offices  of  love. 

4  From  all  temptations  now  defend, 
And  keep  them  steadfast  to  the  end, 
While  in  thy  house  they  still  improve, 
Until  they  join  the  church  above. 


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559.    c.  m. 

LOGAN. 

Increase  of  the  Church. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues  shall  flow ; 
"  Up  to  the  hill  of  God,"  they  say, 
"And  to  his  house  we'll  go." 

3  The  beams  that  shine  on  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land  ; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towers 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 

4  Come,  then — oh  come  from  every  land, 

To  worship  at  his  shrine ; 
And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  beauties  shine. 


560.  c.  M. 

S.  JUD 

Hymn  to  Jesus. 

1  0  Son  of  God  !  thy  children  we ; 

Train  us  in  holiness  : 
As  thou  the  Father's  image  bore, 
Thine  own  on  us  impress. 

2  0  Bread  of  God  !  our  natures  crave 

The  lost  beatitude  : 
The  Father  gave  thee  meat  unknown ; 
Give  us  thy  flesh  and  blood. 


3  0  Vine  of  God !  of  thee  bereft, 

Our  virtues  wilt  and  die  : 
Thou  wert  the  Father's  tender  care, 
Shield  us  when  danger's  nigh. 

4  0  Crucified  !  we  share  thy  cross ; 

Thy  passion,  too,  sustain  ; 
We  die  thy  death,  to  live  thy  life, 
And  rise  with  thee  a<rain. 


561.    CM. 

D0DDRIDO1 

Hymn  for  Baptism. 

1  Baptized  into  our  Saviour's  death, 

Our  souls  to  sin  must  die  ; 
With  Christ  our  Lord  we  live  anew, 
With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 

2  There,  by  his  Father's  side  he  sits, 

Enthroned  divinely  fair, 
Yet  owns  himself  our  Brother  still, 
And  our  Forerunner  there. 

3  Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love ; 
Above  our  choicest  treasure  lies, — 
And  be  our  hearts  above. 

4  But  earth  and  sin  will  draw  us  down, 

When  we  attempt  to  fly ; 
Lord,  send  thy  strong,  attractive  power 
To  fix  our  souls  on  high. 


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Self-Consecration  in  Bapt 

1  While  in  this  sacred  rite  of  thine, 

We  yield  our  spirits  now, 
Shine  o'er  the  waters,  Dove  divine, 
And  seal  the  cheerful  vow. 

2  To  thee  we  gladly  now  resign 

Our  life  and  all  our  powers  ; 
Accept  us  in  this  rite  divine, 
And  bless  these  hallowed  hours. 

3  O  may  we  die  to  earth  and  sin, 

Beneath  the  mystic  flood  ; 
And  when  we  rise,  may  we  begin 
To  live  anew  for  God. 

563.  C.  M. 

JAS.   NEWTON. 

After  Baptism. 

1  Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those, 

Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 
This  day  have  solemnly  declared 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

2  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 

And  run  the  Christian  race, 
And,  through  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

3  Lord,  plant  us  all  into  thy  death, 

That  we  thy  life  may  prove, — 
Partakers  of  thy  cross  beneath, 
And  of  thy  crown  above. 

564.  CM. 

T.  H.   GILL. 

Looking  to  Jesus. 

1  Thou  to  our  woe  who  down  didst  come, 

Who  one  with  us  would  be, 

Wilt  lift  us  to  thy  heavenly  home, 

Wilt  make  us  one  with  thee. 

2  Our  earthly  garments  thou  hast  worn, 

And  we  thy  robes  shall  wear ; 
Our  mortal  burdens  thou  hast  borne, 
And  we  thy  bliss  may  bear. 

3  0  mighty  grace,  our  life  to  live, 

To  make  our  earth  divine  ! 
O,  mighty  grace,  thy  heaven  to  give, 
And  lift  our  life  to  thine  ! 

4  0  strange  the  gifts,  and  marvellous, 

By  thee  received  and  given  ! 
Thou  tookest  woe  and  death  from  us, 
And  we  receive  thy  heaven  ! 

565.  C  M. 

WATTS. 

Prayer  for  the  enlargement  of  the  Church. 

1  Shine,  mighty  God,  on  Zion  shine, 

With  beams  of  heavenly  grace  ; 
Reveal  thy  power  through  every  land, 
And  show  thy  smiling  face. 

2  When  shall  thy  name,  from  shore  to  shore, 

Sound  through  the  earth  abroad, 
And  distant  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ? 
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3  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  di-tant  lands ; 
Sing  loud,  with  joyful  voice; 
Let  every  tongue  exalt  his  praise, 
And  every  heart  rejoice. 

566.  C  M. 

C   WESLIY. 

The  Church  Below  and  Above. 

1  The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
Joined  to  the  Lord  in  bonds  of  love, 
All  of  his  grace  partake. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him  ; 

One  church  above,  beneath  ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  0  God,  be  thou  our  constant  guide  ! 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

567.  c  M. 

A.   C   COXS. 

Strength  and  endurance  of  the  Church. 

1  O  where  are  kings  and  empires  now 

Of  all  that  went  and  came  ? 

But  holy  church  is  praying  yet, 

A  thousand  years  the  same. 

2  Mark  ye  her  holy  battlements, 

And  her  foundations  strong  ; 
And  hear  within,  the  solemn  voice, 
And  her  unending  song. 

3  Fear  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world 

The  holy  church  of  God  ! 
Though  earthquake  shocks  are  rocking  her 
And  tempests  are  abroad  : 

4  Unshaken  as  eternal  hills, 

Immovable  she  stands — 
A  mountain  that  shall  fill  the  earth, 
A  fane  unbuilt  by  hands. 


568.    c.  m. 

Humble  Communic 


J.   STENNETT. 


1  Lord,  at  thy  table  we  behold 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
But  most  of  all  admire  that  we 
Should  find  a  welcome  place. 

2  What  strange,  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  we,  so  lost,  have  room  ! 
Jesus  our  weary  souls  invites, 
And  freely  bids  us  come. 

3  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heaven, 

Join  all  your  sacred  powers  : 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love ; 
No  Saviour  is  like  ours. 


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S.  F.   SMITH. 

One  in  Christ. 

2  Joined  in  one  body  may  we  be  : 

One  inward  life  partake; 
One  be  our  heart,  one  heavenly  hope 
In  every  bosom  wake. 

3  In  prayer,  in  effort,  tears,  and  toils, 

One  wisdom  be  our  guide  ; 
Taught  by  one  Spirit  from  above, 
In  thee  may  we  abide. 

4  Then,  when  among  the  saints  in  light 

Our  joyful  spirits  shine, 
Shall  anthems  of  immortal  praise, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  be  thine. 

570.  C.  M. 

E.  TAYLOR. 

Thoughts  at  the  Communion. 

1  O  here,  if  ever,  God  of  love ! 

Let  strife  and  hatred  cease  ; 
And  every  thought  harmonious  move, 
And  every  heart  be  peace. 

2  Not  here,  where  met  to  think  on  him 

Whose  latest  thoughts  were  ours, 
Shall  mortal  passions  come  to  dim 
The  prayer  devotion  pours. 

3  "Thy  kingdom  come ;"  we  watch,  we  wait, 

To  hear  thy  cheering  call ; 
When  heaven  shall  ope  its  glorious  gate, 
And  God  be  all  in  all. 


571.  c.  m. 

ANONYMOUS. 

One  in  Christ. 

1  A  holy  air  is  breathing  round, 

A  fragrance  from  above  ; 
Be  every  soul  from  sense  unbound, 
Be  every  spirit  love. 

2  O  God,  unite  us  heart  to  heart, 

In  sympathy  divine, 
That  we  be  never  drawn  apart, 
And  love  not  thee  nor  thine ; 

3  But,  by  the  cross  of  Jesus  taught, 

And  all  thy  gracious  word, 
Be  nearer  to  each  other  brought, 
And  nearer  to  the  Lord. 

572.  CM. 

GASKELL. 

Following  after  Jesus. 

1  In  vain  we  thus  recall  to  mind 

The  cross  our  Master  bore, 
Unless  a  holier  strength  we  find, 
And  love  his  spirit  more. 

2  May  we,  like  him,  though  thanked  with  ill, 

Insulted,  and  withstood, 
In  hope  and  patience  labor  still 
To  do  our  brethren  good. 

3  Like  him  may  we,  unmurmuring,  go 

Our  heaven  appointed  way, 
And  learn,  'midst  gathering  storms  of  woe, 
"  God's  will  be  done  !"  to  say. 


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DODDRIDGE. 

Communion  with  God  and  Christ. 

2  God  pities  all  my  griefs  ; 

He  pardons  every  day; 
Almighty  to  protect  my  soul, 
And  wise  to  guide  my  way, 

3  Jesus,  my  living  Head, 

I  bless  thy  faithful  care  ; 
My  Advocate  before  the  throne, 
And  my  Forerunner  there. 

4  Here  fix  my  roving  heart ; 

Here  wait  my  warmest  love, 
Till  the  communion  be  complete, 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 


574.    s.  M. 

DWI( 

Attachment  to  the  Church. 

1  I  love  thy  church,  O  God ; 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

2  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend  ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

3  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 


4  Father  and  Friend  divine, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand,  from  every  snare  and  foe, 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

5  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  sha'll  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

575.   s.  M. 

WATTS 

Gospel  Order. 

1  Far  as  thy  name  is  known, 

The  world  declares  thy  praise ; 
Thy  saints,  0  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

2  Let  strangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Survey  with  care  thy  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well, — 

3  The  order  of  thy  house, 

The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

4  How  decent,  and  how  wise  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorned  with  gold. 

5  The  God  we  worship  now 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die — 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 


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576.  s.  M. 

BEDDOME. 

Christian  Unity. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
"With  mutual  blessings  crowned : 

3  Envy  and  strife  be  gone, 

And  only  kindness  known  : 
Where  all  one  common  Father  have, 
One  common  Master  own. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above, 
Where  springs  of  purest  pleasure  rise, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

577.  s.  m. 

ENG.  BAP.   COLL. 

Obeying  Christ. 

1  Here,  Saviour,  we  would  come, 

In  thine  appointed  way ; 
Obedient  to  thy  high  commands, 
Our  solemn  vows  we  pay. 

2  0,  bless  this  sacred  rite, 

To  bring  us  near  to  thee ; 
And  may  we  find  that  as  our  day 
Our  strength  shall  also  be. 

578.  S.  M. 

FURNESS. 

The  Communion. 
1  Here,  in  the  broken  bread, 
Here,  in  the  cup  we  take, 


His  body  and  his  blood  behold, 
Who  suffered  for  our  sake. 

2  O  thou,  who  didst  allow 

Thy  Son  to  suffer  thus, 
Father,  what  more  couldst  thou  have  done, 
Than  thou  hast  done  for  us  i 

3  We  are  persuaded  now 

That  nothing  can  divide 
Thy  children  from  thy  boundless  love, 
Displayed  in  him  who  died ; — 

4  Who  died  to  make  us  sure 

Of  mercy,  truth,  and  peace, 
And  from  the  power  and  pains  of  sin 
To  bring  a  full  release. 


S.  M. 


L.   H.   SIGOURXEY. 


579 

Baptism 

1  Saviour,  thy  law  we  love, 

Thy  pure  example  bless, 
And  with  a  firm,  unwavering  zeal, 
Would  in  thy  footsteps  press. 

2  Not  to  the  fiery  pains 

By  which  the  martyrs  bled  ; 
Not  to  the  scourge,  the  thorn,  the  cross, 
Our  favored  feet  are  led  ; — 

3  But,  at  this  peaceful  tide, 

Assembled  in  thy  fear, 
The  homage  of  obedient  hearts 
We  humbly  offer  here. 


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580.  s.  m. 

S.  P.   SMITH. 

Baptism  into  Christ. 

1  With  willing  hearts  we  tread 

The  path  the  Saviour  trod  ; 
We  love  th'  example  of  our  Head, 
The  glorious  Lamb  of  God. 

2  On  thee,  on  thee  alone, 

Our  hope  and  faith  rely, 

0  thou  who  didst  for  sin  atone, 
Who  didst  for  sinners  die. 

3  We  trust  thy  sacrifice  ; 

To  thy  dear  cross  we  flee  ; 

O,  may  we  die  to  sin,  and  rise 

To  life  and  bliss  in  thee.  • 

581.  s.  M. 

N.  L.  FEOTHINQHAM. 

Communion  Hymn. 

1  The  Son  of  God  gave  thanks, 

Before  the  bread  he  broke : 
How  high  that  calm  devotion  ranks 
Among  the  words  he  spoke  ! 

2  Thanks,  o'er  that  loaf's  dread  sign ; 

Thanks,  o'er  that  bitter  food  ; 
And  o'er  the  cup  that  was  not  wine, 
But  sorrow,  fear,  and  blood. 

3  O  shame  us,  Lord  ! — whate'er 

The  fortunes  of  our  days, 
If,  suffering,  we  are  weak  to  bear, 
If,  favored,  slow  to  praise. 

582.*   H.  M. 

FELLOWS. 

The  Holy  Spirit  sought. 

1  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

And  make  thy  presence  known ; 
Reveal  our  Saviour's  love, 
And  seal  us  for  thine  own  : 
Unblest  by  thee,  I   Nor  can  we  e'er 

Our  works  are  vain  ;  |   Acceptance  gain. 

2  When  our  beloved  Lord, 

The  sovereign  Prince  of  light, 
In  Jordan's  swelling  flood 

Received  the  holy  rite, 
In  open  view  I  And,  dove-like  flew 

Thy  form  came  down,  |  The  King  to  crown. 

3  Continue  still  to  shine, 

And  fill  us  with  thy  fire  : 
This  ordinance  is  thine  ; 

Do  thou  our  souls  inspire  : 
Thou  wilt  attend  |  "  Till  time  shall  end," 
On  all  thy  sons  :    |  Thv  promise  runs. 

583.*  "h.  m. 

MONTGOMERY 

Brotherly  Love. 
1  How  beautiful  the  sight 
Of  brethren  who  agree 
In  friendship  to  unite, 
And  bonds  of  charity  ! 

*  Sing  Newbury,  page  70. 


'Tis  like  the  precious  ointment  shed 
O'er  all  his  robes  from  Aaron's  head. 

2  'Tis  like  the  dews  that  fill 

The  cup  of  Hermon's  flowers  ; 
Or  Zion'a  fruitful  hill, 

Bright  with  the  drops  of  showers  ; 
When  mingling  odors  breathe  around, 
And  glory  rests  on  all  the  ground. 

3  For  there  the  Lord  commands 

Blessings,  a  boundless  store, 
From  his  unsparing  hands, 
Yea,  life  for  evermore. 
Thrice  happy  they  who  meet  above 
To  spend  eternity  in  love  ! 

584.t   L.  M. 

COWFEB. 

Spiritual   Worship. 

1  0  Lord  !  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat. 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabiteth  the  humble  mind  ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer 
To  strengthen  faith,  and  sweeten  care ; 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

585.t   l.  m. 

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Prayer  for  the   display  of  Power. 

1  Arise  in  all  thy  splendor,  Lord  ; 
Let  power  attend  thy  gracious  word ; 
Unveil  the  beauties  of  thy  face, 
And  show  the  glories  of  thy  grace. 

2  Diffuse  thy  light  and  truth  abroad, 
And  be  thou  known  th'  almighty  God  ; 
Make  bare  thine  arm,  thy  power  display, 
While  truth  and  grace  thy  sceptre  sway. 

3  Send  forth  thy  messengers  of  peace ; 
Make  Satan's  reign  and  empire  cease; 
Let  thy  salvation,  Lord,  be  known, 
That  all  the  world  thy  power  may  own. 

586.t    L.  M. 

STENNEIT. 

Presence  of  Christ  desired. 

1  Where  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord, 
Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 
Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise — 

2  "  There,"  says  the  SaViour,  "  will  I  be, 
Amid  this  little  company  ; 

To  them  unveil  my  smiling  face, 
And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place." 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word  ; 

Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Now  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love. 

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ANONYMOUS. 

Evening  Praise  for  Divine  Goodness. 

2  For  over  us,  as  over  all, 

Thy  tender  mercies  shall  extend, 
Nor  vainly  shall  the  contrite  call 

On  thee,  our  Father,  and  our  Friend  ! 

3  Kept  by  thy  goodness  through  the  day, 

Thanksgivings  to  thy  name  we  pour ; 
Night  o'er  us,  with  its  stars — we  pray 
Thy  love  to  guard  us  evermore  ! 

4  In  grief,  console — in  gladness,  bless — 

In  darkness,  guide — in  sickness,  cheer; 
Till,  in  the  Saviour's  righteousness, 
Before  thy  throne  our  souls  appear. 

588.  c.  m. 

SELECT  HYMNS. 

Opening  of  a  Conference  Meeting. 
1  Within  these  doors  assembled  now, 
AVe  wait  thy  blessing,  Lord  ! 
Appear  within  the  midst,  we  pray, 
According  to  thy  word. 


2  May  some  sweet  promise  be  applied, 

AVhen  we  attempt  to  read  : 
For  this  alone  can  give  support 
In  every  time  of  need. 

3  0  breathe  upon  our  lifeless  souls, 

And  raise  each  drooping  heart ! 
That  we  may  see  thy  smiling  face 
Before  we  hence  depart. 

4  And  now,  0  blessed  Spirit,  come ! 

We  long  to  see  thee  move  ; 
Strengthen  our  faith,  revive  our  zeal, 
And  fill  us  all  with  love. 


589.    c.  M. 

Mutual  Aid. 


METHODIST   COLL. 


1  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  cross  to  bear ; 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

2  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 

Our  little  stock  improve  ; 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 


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Nearness  to  God. 

2  Full  feels  our  solemn  privacy, 

The  sweet  celestial  air  ; 
In  humble  joy  we  lay  on  thee 
The  loving  clasp  of  prayer. 

3  We  mingle  now  our  inmost  fires, 

A  glowing  spirit  throng ! 
All  free  and  strong  of  wing,  aspires 
The  passion  of  our  song. 

4  Thou  biddest,  Lord,  thy  sons  be  bold, 

Lord,  thou  hast  set  us  free  ; 
The  dear  adoption  fast  we  hold, — 
The  glorious  liberty ! 


591.   cm. 

AJTCXEYr  HTMXS. 

Christian  Conference. 

1  O,  it  is  joy  in  one  to  meet 

Whom  one  communion  blends, 
Council  to  hold  in  converse  sweet, 
And  talk  as  Christian  friends. 

2  Tu  joy  to  think  the  angel  train, 

Who  'mid  heaven's  temple  shine, 
To  seek  our  earthly  temples  deign, 
And  in  our  anthems  join. 


3  But  chief  'tis  joy  to  think  that  he, 

To  whom  his  church  is  dear, 
Delights  her  gathered  flock  to  see, 
Her  joint  devotions  hear. 

4  Then  who  would  choose  to  walk  abroad, 

While  here  such  joys  are  given  ? 
"  This  is  indeed  the  house  of  God, 
And  this  the  gate  of  heaven !" 


592.    c  m. 

Christian  Union. 


AXOXTMOUS. 


1  Our  souls,  by  love  together  knit, 

Cemented,  mixed  in  one, 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 
'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  Our  hearts  have  often  burned  within, 

And  glowed  with  6acred  fire, 
While  Jesus  spoke,  and  fed,  and  bless'd, 
And  filled  the  enlarged  desire. 

3  The  little  cloud  increases  still, 

The  heavens  are  big  with  rain  ; 
We  haste  to  catch  the  teeming  shower, 
And  all  its  moisture  drain. 

4  A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows  ! 

But  pour  a  mighty  flood  ; 
0  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 
Till  all  proclaim  thee,  God ! 


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ANCIENT  HTMNS. 

Social  Evening   Worship. 

1  0  'tis  a  scene  the  heart  to  move, 

When,  at  the  close  of  day, 
Whom  God  unites  in  Christian  love 
Unite  their  thanks  to  pay. 

2  What  though  the  number  be  but  small, 

Whenever  two  or  three 
Join  on  the  Saviour's  name  to  call, 
There  in  the  midst  is  he. 

3  When  faithful  and  repentant  hearts 

His  heavenly  grace  ensue, 
His  grace,  entreated,  he  imparts 
To  many  or  to  few. 

4  O,  come,  then,  and,  with  joint  accord, 

In  social  worship  meet ; 
And,  mindful  of  the  Saviour's  word, 
The  Saviour's  boon  entreat. 


594.   c.  M. 

swa: 
Mutual  Seeking. 

1  How  sweet  and  heav'nly  is  the  sight, 

When  those  who  fear  the  Lord, 
In  mutual  love  and  peace  unite, 
And  thus  fulfil  his  word. 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  When  love  in  one  delightful  stream 

Through  every  bosom  flows, 
And  union  sweet,  with  fond  esteem, 
In  every  action  glows. 

4  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above  ; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heav'n  that  finds 
His  bosom  fill'd  with  love. 


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595.  c.  m. 

BROWX. 

Prayer  for  the  Spirit's  Presence. 

1  Assembled  round  thine  altar,  Lord, 

To  lift  our  hearts  in  prayer, 

To  read  the  pages  of  thy  word, 

And  learn  our  duty  there  : 

2  We  ask  thy  Spirit's  guiding  ray ; 

Thy  presence  we  implore  ; 
Dear  Saviour,  teach  us  how  to  pray, 
And  how  to  love  thee  more. 

3  So  shall  our  worship  here  below 

Resemble  that  above, 
Where  saints  thy  joy  and  glory  know, 
And  sing  redeeming  love. 

596.  c.  M. 

SCTTOX. 

Christian  Hope. 

1  Hail,  sweetest,  dearest  tie,  that  binds 

Our  glowing  hearts  in  one; 
Hail,  sacred  hope  !  that  tunes  our  minds 
To  sing  what  God  hath  done. 

2  "What  though  the  northern  wintry  blast 

Shall  howl  around  our  cot ; 
"What  though  beneath  an  eastern  sun 
Be  cast  our  distant  lot ; 

3  No  lingering  look,  no  parting  sigh, 

Our  future  meeting  knows  ; 
There  friendship  beams  from  every  eye, 
And  love  immortal  glows. 

4  0  sacred  hope  !     0  blissful  hope  ! 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given — 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 
We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 

597.  c.  m. 

FROTHDfGHAM. 

Christ  and  His  True  Church. 

1  Our  Christ  hath  reached  his  heavenly  seat, 

Through  sorrows  and  through  scars  ; 
The  golden  lamps  are  at  his  feet, 
And  in  his  hand  the  stars. 

2  0  Lord  of  life,  and  truth,  and  grace, 

Ere  nature  was  begun  ! 
Make  welcome  to  our  erring  race 
Thy  Spirit  and    thy  Son. 

3  We  hail  the  Church,  built  high  o'er  all 

The  heathens'  rage  and  scoff; 
Thy  Providence  its  fenced  wall, 
"  The  Lamb  the  light  thereof." 

4  O,  may  he  walk  among  us  here, 

With  his  rebuke  and  love — 
A  brightness  o'er  this  lower  sphere, 
A  ray  from  worlds  above  ! 

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598.  c.  m. 

watts. 
Prayer  for  Renewal. 

1  Come  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  !  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys  ! 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs  ; 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord,  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor,  dying  rate — 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great ! 

5  Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

599.  c.  M. 

AXOXTMOC3. 

The  same. 

1  Here  in  thy  presence,  gracious  God, 

We've  met  to  seek  thy  face  : 
0  let  us  feel  th'  eternal  word, 
And  feast  upon  thy  grace  ! 

2  0  may  this  be  a  happy  hour 

To  every  mourning  "soul ! 
Display  thy  love,  make  known  thy  power, 
And  make  the  wounded  whole. 

3  Let  every  soul  the  Saviour  see, 

And  taste  his  love  divine  ; 
And  every  heart  forever  be 
United,  Lord,  with  thine. 


600.    c.  m. 


HOWE  S   COLL. 


The  Hour  of  Prayer. 

1  The  hour  of  prayer  once  more  is  come, 

And  here  again  we  meet ; 
Thanks  to  the  Lord,  there  yet  is  room 
To  bow  at  Jesus'  feet. 

2  By  faith  in  prayer  before  thee,  Lord, 

Help  us  to  spread  our  case  ; 

And  to  our  waiting  souls  afford 

Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

3  The  helpless,  poor  and  needy  soul, 

The  tempted  and  distressed, 
Dear  Lord,  relieve  !  0  Lord,  make  whole, 
And  calm  each  troubled  breast. 

4  The  faith  and  hope,  the  joy  and  love, 

Of  all  thy  saints  increase  : 
Hardness  and  blindness,  Lord,  removs, 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  peace. 


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ANCIENT  HYMNS. 

The  Joy  of  Social  Worship. 

2  To  such,  by  hallowed  lips  expressed, 

His  grace  confirms  his  word, 

As  once  Cornelius'  house  it  blest, 

From  holy  Peter  heard  : 
On  prayer  and  praise,  in  faith  preferred, 
His  heavenly  dew  is  shed; 


And  ho  to  all,  who  come  prepared, 

Dispenses  heavenly  bread. 
3  To  God,  adored  in  ages  past, 

Enthroned  in  majesty, — 
To  God,  whose  worship  aye  shall  last 

Throughout  eternity, — 
To  thee,  great  God,  we  bend  the  knee, 

And  in  the  Holy  Ghost, 
Through  Christ,  all  glory  give  to  thee, 

With  all  thy  heavenly  "host. 


SOCIAL   WORSHIP. 


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ANONTMC 

Spiritual  Seeking. 

2  Not  in  the  name  of  pride 

Or  selfishness  we  meet ; 
From  nature's  paths  we  turn  aside, 
And  worldly  thoughts  forget. 

3  Present  we  know  thou  art ; 

But,  0,  thyself  reveal ! 
Now,  Lord,  let  every  bounding  heart, 
The  mighty  comfort  feel. 

4  0,  may  thy  quickening  voice 

The  death  of  sin  remove, 
And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice, 
In  hope  of  perfect  love. 


603.    s.  M. 

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Morning  Prayer  Meeting. 

1  How  sweet  the  melting  lay 

Which  breaks  upon  the  ear, 
When,  at  the  hour  of  rising  day, 
Christians  unite  in  prayer ! 

2  The  breezes  waft  their  cries 

Up  to  Jehovah's  throne  ; 
He  listens  to  their  heaving  sighs, 
And  sends  his  blessings  down. 


3  So  Jesus  rose  to  pray 

Before  the  morning  light ; 
Or  on  the  chilling  mount  did  stay 
And  wrestle  all  the  night. 

604.   s.  M. 

STE1 

Presence  of  Jesus  sought. 

1  How  charming  is  the  place 

Where  the  dear  Son  of  God 
Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
And  sheds  his  love  abroad  ! 

2  Not  the  fair  palaces 

To  which  the  great  resort, 
Are  once  to  be  compared  with  this, 
Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 

3  Here  on  the  mercy-seat, 

With  radiant  glory  crowned, 
Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit, 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

4  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 

Each  humble  soul  presents  ; 
He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs, 
And  grants  them  all  their  wants. 

5  Give  me,  0  Lord,  a  place 

Within  thy  bless'd  abode, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  servants  of  my  God. 


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Christian  Fellowship, 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  hurdens  bear  ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 


606.    S.  M. 

Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 

1  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  your  joys  be  known ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 


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Be  banished  from  the  place  ! 
Religion  never  was  designed 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

4  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry, 
We're  marching  thro'  Immanuel's  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

607.*   7s. 

METHODIST   COLL. 

Call  to  Social   Worship. 

1  Let  us  join,  as  God  commands, 
Let  us  join  our  hearts  and  hands, 
Help  to  gain  our  calling's  hope; 
Help  to  build  each  other  up  ; 
Carry  on  the  Christian's  strife ; 
Walk  in  holiness  of  life  ; 
Faithfully  our  gifts  improve, 
For  the  sake  of  him  we  love  ; — 

2  Still  forget  the  things  behind  ; 
Follow  Christ  in  heart  and  mind  ; 
Toward  the  mark  unwearied  press ; 
Seize  the  crown  of  righteousness. 
While  we  walk  with  God  in  light, 
God  our  hearts  will  still  unite; 
Dearest  fellowship  we  prove — 
Fellowship  in  Jesus'  love. 


*  Sing  School  St.  Choir,  page  200. 


SOCIAL    WORSHIP. 


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608.t   7s. 

ha: 
Seeking  the  Lord. 

1  Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now — 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 

O  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ! 
Shall  we  seek  thee  yet  in  vain "? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend — 
In  compassion  now  descend  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay : 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 


609.*   78. 

For  Brotherly  Love. 


LESLEY'S   COLL. 


1  God  of  love,  we  look  to  thee ; 
Let  us  in  thy  Son  agree ; 

Show  to  us  the  Prince  of  Peace  ; 
Bid  our  jars  forever  cease, 
By  thy  reconciling  love, 
Every  stumbling-block  remove ; 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear  ; 
Come,  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 

2  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind  ; 
Lowly,  meek,  in  thought  and  word, 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

Let  us  for  each  other  care  ; 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear ; 
To  thy  church  the  pattern  give ; 
Showhow  true  believers  live. 

3  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide  ; 

All  the  depths  of  love  express, 
All  the  heights  of  holiness. 
Let  us,  then,  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  above  ; 
On  the  wings  of  angels  fly; 
Show  how  true  believers  die. 

610.t    7s. 

Parting  Hymn. 

1  For  a  season  called  to  part, 

Let  us  then  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Father,  hear  our  humble  prayer  ! 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 


3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  stroug; 
Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain ; 
Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long, 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 

611.*   8  &  7s- 

ROBLNSOy. 

Praise  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

1  Mighty  God,  while  angels  bless  thee, 

May  not  mortals  lisp  thy  name  1 
Lord  of  men  as  well  as  angels, 

Thou  art  every  creature's  theme : 
Lord  of  every  land  and  nation, 

Ancient  of  eternal  days, 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation 

Be  thy  just  and  lawful  praise. 

2  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature, — 

Grand  beyond  a  seraph's  thought, — 
For  created  works  of  power — 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought,- 
For  thy  providence,  that  governs 

Through  thine  empire's  wide  domain, 
Wings  an  angel,  guides  a  sparrow, — 

Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign. 

3  For  the  rich,  thy  free  redemption, — 

Bright,  tho'  veiled  in  darkness  long,-  - 
Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression  ; 

Who  can  sing  that  wondrous  song  1 
Brightness  of  the  Father's  glory, 

Shall  thy  praise  unuttered  lie1? 
Break,  my  tongue,  such  guilty  silence; 

Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die. 


612.*    8  &  7s. 

TOPLA. 

Divine  Light  Implored. 

1  Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 

Borders  on  the  shades  of  death  ! 
Rise  on  us,  Thyself  revealing — 

Rise  and  chase  the  clouds  beneath. 
Thou,  of  heaven  and  earth  Creator ! 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise  ; 
Scatter  all  the  night  of  nature, 

Pour  the  day  upon  our  eyes. 

2  Still  we  wait  for  Thine  appearing ; 

Life  and  joy  Thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 

Every  meek,  benighted  heart. 
By  Thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Every  burdened  soul  release ; 
Every  weary,  wandering  spirit 

Guide  into  Thy  perfect  peace. 


*  Sing  Cleveland,  page  55. 


f  Sing  Edes,  page  189. 


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LONGWORTH.    L.  M. 


J.   L.    GILBERT. 


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SCOTT, 

Domestic   Worship. 

2  With  duteous  mind,  the  social  band 

Shall  search  the  records  of  thy  law ; 
There  learn  thy  will,  and  humbly  bow 
"With  filial  reverence  and  awe. 

3  Here  may  God  fix  his  sacred  seat, 

And  spread  the  banner  of  his  love; 
Till,  ripened  for  a  happier  state, 
We  meet  the  family  above. 

614.  L.  M. 

WATTS. 

God's  Constant  Care. 

1  My  God  !  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 

Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new  ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  distil,  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command, 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 


615.  L.  M. 

BREVIABT. 

Morning. 

1  Now  doth  the  sun  ascend  the  sky, 

And  wake  creation  with  its  ray  ; 
Keep  us  from  sin,  0  Lord  most  high  ! 
Through  all  the  actions  of  the  day. 

2  Curb  thou  for  us  th'  unruly  tongue ; 

Teach  us  the  way  of  peace  to  prize ; 
And  close  our  eyes  against  the  throng 
Of  earth's  absorbing  vanities. 

3  0,  may  our  hearts  be  pure  within  ! 

No  cherished  madness  vex  the  soul ! 
May  abstinence  the  flesh  restrain, 
And  its  rebellious  pride  control. 

4  So  when  the  evening  stars  appear, 

And  in  their  train  the  darkness  bring, 
May  we,  O  Lord,  with  conscience  clear, 
Our  praise  to  thy  pure  glory  sing. 

616.  L.  M. 

BREVIABT. 

The  same. 

1  True  sun!  upon  our  souls  arise, 

Shining  in  beauty  evermore  ; 
And  thro'  each  sense  the  quickening  beam. 
Of  the  eternal  Spirit  pour. 

2  Confirm  us  in  each  good  resolve  ; 

The  tempter's  envious  rage  subdue ; 
Turn  each  misfortune  to  our  good ; 
Direct  us  right  in  all  we  do. 


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3  May  Christ  himself  be  our  true  food, 

And  faith  our  daily  cup  supply  ; 
While  from  the  spirit's  tranquil  depth 
We  drink  unfailing  draughts  of  joy. 

4  Still,  ever  with  the  peep  of  morn, 

May  saintly  purity  attend  ; 
Faith  "sanctify  the  mid-day  hours  ; 
Upon  the  soul  no  night  descend. 

617.  I*  M. 

BREVIABT. 

Morning  and  Evening. 

1  Great  framer  of  the  earth  and  sky, 

Who  dost  the  light  and  darkness  give ! 
And  all  the  cheerful  change  supply 
Of  alternating  morn  and  eve  ! 

2  Awake  us  from  false  sleep  profound, 

And  through  our  senses  pour  thy  light : 
Be  thy  blest  name  the  first  we  sound 
At  early  dawn,  the  last  at  night. 

618.  L.  M. 

Evening  Hymn.         ltra  cath. 

1  0  blest  Creator  of  the  light ! 

Who  dost  the  dawn  from  darkness  bring, 
And  framing  nature's  depth  and  height, 
Didst  with  the  new-born  light  begin ; 

2  Who,  gently  blending  eve  with  morn, 

And  morn  with  eve,  didst  call  them  day  : 
Thick  flows  the  flood  of  darkness  down  : 
0,  hear  us  as  we  come  to  pray  ! 

3  Keep  thou  our  souls  from  schemes  of  crime  ; 

Nor  guilt  remorseful  let  them  know ; 
Nor,  thinking  but  on  things  of  time, 
Into  the  spirit's  darkness  go. 

4  Teach  us  to  knock  at  heaven's  high  door ; 

Teach  us  the  prize  of  life  to  win  ; 
Teach  us  all  evil  to  abhor, 
And  purify  ourselves  within. 

619.  L  M. 

BBEVIABY. 

Morning  Aspirations. 

1  Pierced  by  the  sun's  ethereal  dart, 

Night's  gloomy  mass  is  cleft  in  twain ; 
And,  in  the  smiling  face  of  day, 
Nature  resumes  her  tints  again. 

2  0  God,  we  know  no  sun  but  thee  ! 

Shine  in  our  souls  divinely  bright ! 
We  seek  thee  in  simplicity  ; 
Through  all  our  senses*  shed  thy  light. 

3  A  thousand  objects  all  around 

In  false  delusive  colors  shine  ; 
To  purge  them  clear,  we  ask,  0  Lord, 
But  one  immortal  beam  of  thine. 


620.  L  M. 

C.    WESLOT. 

The   Work  of  the  Day. 

1  Forth  in  thy  name,  0  Lord,  we  go, 

Our  daily  labor  to  pursue  ; 
Thee,  only  thee,  resolved  to  know, 
In  all  we  think,  or  speak,  or  do. 

2  Still  would  we  bear  thy  easy  yoke, 

And  every  moment  watch  and  pray  ; 
Would  still  to  things  eternal  look, 
And  hasten  to  thy  glorious  day. 

3  For  thee  alone  we  would  employ 

Whate'er  thy  bounteous  grace  hath  given; 
Would  run  our  course  with  even  joy, 
And  closely  walk  with  thee  to  heaven. 

621.  L.  M. 

KEBLE. 

The  Day's  Life. 

1  New  every  morning  is  the  love 
Our  wakening  and  uprising  prove  : 
Thro"  sleep  and  darkness  safely  brought, 
Restored  to  life,  and  power,  and  thought. 

2  New  mercies,  each  returning  day, 
Hover  around  us  while  we  pray  ; 
New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven, 

New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heaven. 

3  Old  friends,  old  scenes  will  lovelier  be 
As  more  of  heaven  in  each  we  see  ; 
Some  softening  gleam  of  love  and  prayer 
Shall  dawn  on  every  cross  and  care. 

4  Only,  0  Lord,  in  thy  dear  love, 
Fit  us  for  perfect  rest  above, 
And  keep  us  this,  and  every  day, 
To  live  more  nearly  as  we  pray. 

622.  L.  M. 

Morning  Aspirations. 

1  Now  with  creation's  early  song, 

Let  us,  the  children  of  the  day, 

Cast  off  the  darkness  which  so  long 

Has  led  our  guilty  souls  astray. 

2  0,  may  the  morn  so  pure,  so  clear, 

Its  own  sweet  calm  in  us  instil ; 
A  guileless  mind,  a  heart  sincere, 
Simplicity  of  word  and  will : 

3  And  ever,  as  the  day  glides  by, 

May  we  the  busy  senses  rein  ; 
Keep  guard  upon  the  hand  and  eye, 
Nor  let  the  body  suffer  stain. 

4  Grant  us  the  grace,  for  love  of  thee, 

To  scorn  all  vanities  below  ; 
Faith  to  detect  each  falsity  ; 
And  knowledge,  thee  alone  to  know. 


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ATLANTIC.    L.  M. 


GEORGE    OATES. 


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HAWKESWORTH. 


2  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour, 

Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be ; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God,  to  thee  ! 

3  0  guide  me  through  the  various  maze 

My  doubtful  feet  are  doomed  to  tread  ; 

And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze, 

When  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

4  A  deeper  shade  will  soon  impend ; 

A  deeper  sleep  mine  eyes  oppress ; 

Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend, 

Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away ; 

That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  mine  eyes ; 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day — 
Thy  love,  the  raptures  of  the  skies. 

624.   L.  M. 

DODDRIDGE  &   MERRICK. 

Family   Worship. 

1  To  him  who  condescends  to  dwell 
With  6aints  in  their  obscurest  cell, 
Bo  our  domestic  altars  raised, 
And  daily  let  his  name  be  praised. 


2  To  him  may  each  assembled  house 
Present  their  night  and  morning  vows ; 
Their  servants  and  their  rising  race 
Be  taught  his  precepts  and  his  grace. 

3  Then  shall  the  charms  of  wedded  love 
Still  more  delightful  blessings  prove ; 
And  parents'  hearts  shall  overflow 
With  joy  that  parents  only  know. 

4  When  nature  droops,  our  aged  eyes 
Shall  see  our  children's  children  rise  ; 
Till  pleased  and  thankful  we  remove/ 
And  join  the  family  above. 

625.    L.  M.   61. 

METHODIST  COLL. 

Jxeligion  at  Home. 

1  When  quiet  in  my  house  I  sit, 

Thy  book  be  my  companion  still ; 
My  joys  thy  sayings  to  repeat, 

Talk  o'er  the  records  of  thy  will, 
And  search  the  oracles  divine, 
Till  every  heart-felt  word  be  mine. 

2  O  may  the  gracious  words  divine 

Mingled  with  all  my  converse  be  : 
So  will  the  Lord  his  follower  join, 

And  walk  and  talk  himself  with  mo; 
So  6hall  my  heart  his  presence  prove, 
And  burn  with  everlasting  love. 


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237 


3  Oft  as  I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 

O,  may  the  reconciling  word 
Sweetly  compose  my  weary  breast, 

While,  trusting  in  my  gracious  Lord, 
I  sink  in  peaceful  dreams  away, 
And  visions  of  eternal  day ! 

4  Rising  to  sing  my  Father's  praise, 

Thee  may  I  publish  all  day  long ; 
And  let  thy  precious  word  of  grace 

Flow  from  my  heart  and  fill  my  tongue ; 
Fill  all  my  life  with  purest  love, 
And  join  me  to  the  church  above. 

626.    CM. 

MILTON. 

The  Blessedness  of  the  Devout. 

1  How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings,  Lord, 

From  noise  and  trouble  free ; 
How  beautiful  the  sweet  accord 
Of  souls  that  pray  to  thee. 

2  Lord  God  of  hosts,  that  reign'st  on  high, 

They  are  the  truly  blest, 
Who  only  will  on  thee  rely, 
In  thee  alone  will  rest. 

3  They  pass  refreshed  the  thirsty  vale, 

The  dry  and  barren  ground, 
As  through  a  fruitful,  watery  dale, 
Where  springs  and  showers  abound. 

4  They  journey  on  from  strength  to  strength, 

With  joy  and  gladsome  cheer, 
Till  all  before  our  God  at  length 
In  Zion  do  appear. 

5  For  God,  the  Lord,  both  sun  and  shield,1 

Gives  grace  and  glory  bright ; 
No  good  from  him  shall  be  withheld, 
Whose  ways  are  just  and  right 


627.   CM. 


TATLOB'S  COLL. 


The  Family  Altar. 

1  Great  God  !  where'er  we  pitch  our  tent, 

Let  us  an  altar  raise  ; 
And  there,  with  humble  frame,  present 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

2  To  thee  we  give  our  health  and  strength, 

While  health  and  strength  shall  last, 
For  future  mercies  humbly  trust, 
Nor  e'er  forget  the  past. 

628.    c  M. 

ANOJmious. 
Morning  or  Evening  Hymn. 

1  On  thee,  each  morning,  O  my  God  ! 
My  waking  thoughts  attend ; 
In  whom  are  founded  all  my  hope3, 
In  whom  my  wishes  end. 


2  My  Bonl,  in  pleasing  wonder  lost, 

Thy  boundless  love  surveys  ; 
And,  fired  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 
Her  sacrifice  of  praise. 

3  When  evening  slumbers  press  my  eyei, 

With  thy  protection  blest, 

In  peace  and  safety  I  commit 

My  weary  limbs  to  rest. 

4  My  spirit  in  thy  hand  secure, 

Fears  no  approaching  ill ; 
For,  whether  waking  or  asleep, 
Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 

629.  C  M. 

BRIDGES. 

A  Christian's  Day. 

1  Soil  not  thy  plumage,  gentle  dove, 

With  sublunary  things — 
Till  in  the  fount  of  light  and  love 
Thou  shalt  have  bathed  thy  wings. 

2  See — where  the  Sun  of  Righteousness 

Unfolds  the  gates  of  day  ; 
Go — meet  him  in  his  glorious  dress, 
And  quaff  the  orient  ray  ! 

3  There,  where  ten  thousand  seraphs  stand, 

To  crown  the  circling  hours — 
Soar  thou — and  from  that  blissful  land 
Bring  down  unfading  flowers. 

4  Some  Rose  of  Sharon,  dyed  in  blood, 

Some  spice  of  Gilead's  balm, 
Some  lily  washed  in  Calvary's  flood, 
Some  branch  of  heavenly  palm  ! 

5  And  let  the  drops  of  sparkling  dew, 

From  Siloam's  spring  be  shed, 
To  form  a  fragrance  fresh  and  new— 
A  halo  round  thy  head. 

6  Spread  then  thy  plumes  of  faith  and  prayer, 

Nor  fear  to  wend  away  ; 
And  let  a  glow  of  heavenly  air 
Gild  every  earthly  day  ! 

630.  c  M. 

LTRA  CATH. 

God  of  the  Evening. 

1  0  Thou,  the  heaven's  eternal  King ! 

Lord  of  the  starry  spheres  ! 
Who  with  the  holy  Father  art, 
From  everlasting  years  ; 

2  Eternal  Shepherd  !  who  thy  flock, 

In  thy  pure  fount  dost  lave, 
.Where  souls  are  cleansed,  and  all  their  guilt 
Buried  as  in  a  grave  ; 

3  Anoint  me  with  thy  heavenly  grace, 

Adopt  me  for  thine  own — 
That  I  may  see  thy  glorious  face, 
And  worship  at  thy  throne  ! 


Sing  Holman,  page  184,  or  Peterboro',  page  144,  to  the  Hymns  above. 


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PHILLIPS.    C.  M. 


F.   HUNTEN. 


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The  same. 


ANON'TMOUS. 


2  What  mercies  has  this  day  bestowed  ! 

How  largely  hast  thou  blest ! 

My  cup  with  plenty  overflowed, 

With  cheerfulness  my  breast. 

3  Now  may  soft  slumbers  close  my  eyes, 

From  pain  and  sickness  free  ; 
And  let  my  waking  thoughts  arise, 
To  meditate  on  thee. 

4  Thus  bless  this  future  day  and  night, 

Till  life's  vain  scene  is  o'er ; 
And  then,  to  realms  of  endless  light 
0  let  my  spirit  soar. 


632.   c.  m. 


The  same. 


VESPER   SERVICE. 


1  Father  of  lights,  by  whom  each  day 

Is  kindled  out  of  night. 
Who,  when  the  heavens  were  made,  didst  lay 
Their  rudiments  in  light ! 

2  0  God  unchangeable  and  true, 

Of  all  the  life  and  power  ; 
Dispensing  light  and  silence  through 
Every  successive  hour  ! 


3  Lord,  brighten  our  declining  day, 
That  it'may  never  wane, 
Till  death,  when  all  things  round  decay, 
Brings  back  the  morn  again. 


633.    C.  M. 

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In  Times  of  Domestic  Distress. 

O  God,  that  makest  earth  and  sky  ! 

The  darkness  and  the  day ! 
Give  ear  to  this  thy  family, 

And  help  us  when  we  pray  ! 
For  wide  the  waves  of  bitterness 

Around  our  vessel  roar, 
And  heavy  grows  the  pilot's  heart 

To  view  the  rocky  shore. 


The  cross  our  Master  bore  for  us, 

For  him  we  fain  would  bear, 
But  mortal  strength  to  weakness  turns, 

And  courage  to  despair  ; — 
Then  mercy  on  our  failings,  Lord  ! 

Our  sinking  faith  renew  ; 
And  when  thy  sorrows  visit  us, 

0  send  thy  patience  too. 


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EVENING.    S.  M. 

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Domestic  Affection. 


ANONYMOUS. 


2  From  these  celestial  springs 

Such  streams  of  comfort  flow, 
As  no  increase  of  riches  brings, 
Nor  honors  can  bestow. 

3  No  bliss  can  equal  theirs, 

Where  such  affections  meet ; 
While  mingled  praise  and  mingled  prayers 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

4  'Tis  the  same  pleasure  fills 

The  breast  in  worlds  above  ; 
There  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

635.    S.  M. 

DWIGHT. 

Morning  Thanksgiving. 

1  O,  how  shall  I  repay 

The  bounties  of  my  God  1 

The  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 

The  pleasing,  painful  load. 

2  Serene  I  laid  me  down, 

Beneath  his  guardian  care  : 
I  slept — and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  preserver  near. 

3  My  life  I  would  anew 

"Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 


636.    S.  M. 

The  same. 


ANONYMOUS. 


Behold,  night's  shadows  fade, 

And  morn  is  in  the  skies  ! 
To  him  by  whom  all  things  were  made 

Our  aspirations  rise. 
To  break  this  deathly  trance 

Help  us,  our  God,  our  stay ! 
Give  the  freed  spirit  utterance, 

Its  languors  charm  away  ; 
So  sin  shall  cease  to  reign, 

So  safety  shall  be  nigh  ; 
Rend,  Spirit  blest,  the  heavy  chain, 

Of  death,  in  victory ! 


637.    S.  M. 

Evening  Hymn. 


ANONYMOUS^ 


1  The  day  is  past  and  gone  ; 

The  evening  shades  appear  ; 
0,  may  we  all  remember  well, 
The  night  of  death  draws  near  ! 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 
So  death  shall  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  is  here  possessed. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears  ! 


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At  all  Seasons. 


BRIGG'S  COLL. 


2  At  noon,  beneath  the  Rock 

Of  Ages,  rest  and  pray  ; 
Sweet  is  that  shelter  from  the  sun 
In  the  weary  heat  of  day. 

3  At  evening,  in  thy  home, 

Around  its  altar  pray  ; 
And  finding  there  the  house  of  God, 
With  heaven  then  close  the  day. 

4  When  midnight  veils  our  eyes, 

O,  it  is  sweet  to  say, 
I  sleep,  but  my  heart  waketh,  Lord ! 
With  thee  to  watch  and  pray. 


639. 


7s. 


DODDRIDGE. 


God's  Guardian  Care. 

1  Heavenly  Father,  gracious  name ! 
Night  and  day  his  love  the  same  ! 
Far  be  each  suspicious  thought, 
Every  anxious  care  forgot ! 

2  What  if  death  my  sleep  invade  ? 
Should  I  be  of  death  afraid  1 
While  encircled  by  thine  arm, 
Death  may  strike,  but  cannot  harm. 

3  With  thy  heavenly  presence  blest, 
Death  is  life,  and  labor  rest. 
Welcome  sleep  or  death  to  me, 
Still  secure, — for  still  with  thee. 


640.*   7s. 


EPISCOPAL  COLL. 


A  Morning  Prayer. 

1  Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone ; 
Now  is  past  the  early  dawn  : 
Lord,  we  would  be  thine  to-day  : 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2  Make  our  souls  as  noon-day  clear ; 
Banish  every  doubt  and  fear  : 

In  thy  vineyard,  Lord,  to-day, 
We  would  labor,  we  would  pray. 

3  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 
O,  receive  us  all  at  last ! 
Labor  then  will  all  be  o'er ; 
Sin's  dark  night  will  be  no  more. 

641.*   7s. 

HETNRICH  ALBERT. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  God,  I  thank  thee  from  my  heart, 

That  through  all  the  livelong  night, 
Thou  hast  kept  me  safe  apart 
From  all  danger,  pain,  affright. 

2  As  each  morn  of  life  shall  break, 

Chasing  darkness  from  the  skies, 
Let  my  soul  from  sin  awake, 
In  thy  spirit  to  arise. 


•  Sing  Nuremburg,  page 


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S  Ever  lead  me,  ever  guide 

All  my  wanderings  by  thy  word; 
As  thoa  hast  been,  still  abide, 
My  defence,  my  refuge,  Lord. 

4  Mighty  God,  I  now  commend 
Soul  and  body  unto  thee, 
All  the  powers  that  thou  dost  lend, 
By  thy  hand  directed  be  ! 


642.    7s. 

METHODIST  COLL. 

Thoughts  on  Retiring  to  Rest. 

1  0  thou  holy  God  !  come  down, 

God  of  s'potless  purity  ! 
Claim  and  seize  me  for  thy  own, 

Consecrate  my  heart  to  thee ; 
Under  thy  protection  take  ; 

Songs  In  the  night  season  give  ; 
Let  me  sleep  to  thee,  and  wake ; 

Let  me  die  to  thee,  and  live. 

2  Loose  me  from  the  chains  of  sense, 

Set  me  from  the  body  free  ; 
Draw  with  stronger  influence 

My  unfettered  soul  to  thee  : 
In  me,  Lord,  thyself  reveal ; 

Fill  me  with  a  sweet  surprise  ; 
Let  me  thee,  when  waking,  feel, 

Let  me  in  thy  image  rise. 


643.*   I"  M.  61. 

Hymn  in  Sickness. 


H.  WARE,   JE. 


1  Father,  thy  gentle  chastisement 

Falls  kindly  on  my  burdened  soul ; 
I  see  its  merciful  intent, 

To  warn  me  back  to  thy  control, 
And  pray  that  while  I  kiss  the  rod, 
I  may  find  perfect  peace  with  God. 

2  The  errors  of  my  heart  I  know ; 

I  feel  my  deep  infirmities  ; 
For  often  virtuous  feelings  glow, 

And  holy  purposes  arise, 
But,  like  the  morning  clouds  decay, 
As  empty,  though  as  fair  as  they. 

3  Forgive  the  weakness  I  deplore, 

And  let  thy  peace  abound  in  me, 
That  I  may  trust  my  heart  no  more, 

But  wholly  cast  myself  on  thee. 
0  let  my  Father's  strength  be  mine, 
And  my  devoted  life  be  thine  ! 


644.t    c.  It 

DODDRIDO: 

Sickness  and  Recovery. 

1  Lord,  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 

The  remnant  of  my  days  : 
"Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renewed, 
But  to  renew  thy  praise  ! 

2  Thy  own  almighty  power  and  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain  ; 
When  life  was  hovering  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 

3  I  calmly  bowed  my  fainting  head, 

On  thy  dear,  faithful  breast ; 
And  waited  for  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 

4  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave, 

At  thy  command  I  come; 
Nor  would  I  urge  a  speedier  flight 
To  my  celestial  home. 

5  Where  thou  appointest  mine  abode, 

There  would  I  choose  to  be  ; 
For  in  thy  presence  death  is  life, 
And  earth  is  heaven  with  thee. 


645.*   L.  M. 

Noonday  Hymn. 


WORDSWORTH. 


[21] 


Sing  Pray,  page  180. 


1  Up  to  the  throne  of  God  is  borne, 
The  voice  of  praise  at  early  morn, 
And  he  accepts  the  punctual  hymn, 
Sung  as  the  light  of  day  grows  dim. 

2  Nor  will  he  turn  his  ear  aside, 
From  holy  offerings  at  noontide  ; 
Then,  here  assembling,  let  us  raise 
Our  song  of  gratitude  and  praise. 

3  In  heaven,  behold  the  industrious  sun 
Already  half  his  race  hath  run  ! 

He  cannot  halt  or  go  astray, 
But  our  immortal  spirits  niav. 

4  Lord,  since  his  rising  in  the  east, 

If  we  have  faltered  or  transgressed, 
Guide  from  thy  love's  abundant  source, 
What  yet  remains  of  this  day's  course  : 

5  Help  with  thy  grace,  thro'  life's  short  day, 
Our  upward  and  our  downward  way  ; 
And  glorify  for  us  the  west. 

When  we  shall  sink  into  our  rest. 

t  Sing  Lanesboro',  page  116. 


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S.   S.  CUTTING. 

Family  Hymn. — Evening. 

2  Father,  'tis  evening's  solemn  hour, 

And  cast  we  now  our  cares  on  thee  ; 
Darkly  the  storm  may  round  us  lower, — 

Peace  is  within, — Christ  makes  us  free ; 
And  when  life's  toil  and  joy  are  o'er, 

And  evening  gathers  on  its  sky, 
Our  circle  broke, — we  sing  no  more, — 

O  may  we  meet  and  sing  on  high. 


647.   L.  M. 

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Evening  Song. 

1  Great  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song 

With  humble  gratitude  I  raise ; 
O  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  till  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 

2  My  days  unclouded  as  they  pass, 

And  every  gently  rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 


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KEBLE. 

"  Abide  with  us — the  day  is  far  spent." 

1  "Tis  gone,  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze, 
Fast  fading  from  our  wistful  gaze  ; 
Yon  mantling  cloud  has  hid  from  sight 
The  last  faint  pulse  of  quivering  light. 


2  Sun  of  my  soul !  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near  : 
O  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  bide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes. 


3  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep,' 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 
Be  my  last  thought  how  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 


4  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live  ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 


649.   L.  M. 

KENN. 

Midnight. 

1  My  God,  I  now  from  sleep  awake ; 
The  sole  possession  of  me  take  ; 
From  midnight  terrors  me  secure, 

And  guard  my  heart  from  thoughts  impur; 

2  Blest  angels,  while  we  silent  lie, 
You  hallelujahs  sing  on  high  ; 
You  joyful  hymn  the  Ever-blest, 
Before  the  throne,  and  never  rest. 

3  I  with  your  choir  celestial  join, 
In  offering  up  a  hymn  divine  ; 
With  you  in  heaven  I  hope  to  dwell, 
And  bid  the  night  and  world  farewell. 

4  Blest  Jesus,  thou,  on  heaven  intent, 
Whole  nights  hast  in  devotion  spent ; 
But  I,  frail  creature,  soon  am  tired, 
And  all  my  zeal  is  soon  expired. 

5  Shine  on  me,  Lord,  new  life  impart, 
Fresh  ardor  kindle  in  my  heart : 
One  ray  of  thy  all-quickening  light 
Dispels  the  sloth  and  clouds  of  night. 


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Night. 

1  Slowly,  by  God's  hand  unfurled, 
Down  around  the  weary  world 
Falls  the  darkness  ;  O,  how  still 
Is  the  working  of  his  will ! 


2  Mighty  Spirit,  ever  nigh  ! 
Work  in  me  as  silently ; 
Veil  the  day's  distracting  sights, 
Show  me  heaven's  eternal  lights. 


3  Living  stars  to  view  be  brought, 
In  the  boundless  realms  of  thought ; 
High  and  infinite  desires, 
Flaming  like  those  upper  fires ! 


4  Holy  truth,  eternal  right, 

Let  "them  break  upon  my  sight ; 
Let  them  shine  serene  and  still, 
And  with  light  my  being  fill. 


651.   7s. 

The  same. 


DODDRIDOI. 


1  Interval  of  grateful  shade, 
Welcome  to  my  weary  head  ! 
Welcome  slumbers  to  mine  eyes, 
Tired  with  glaring  vanities  ! 

2  My  great  master  still  allows 
Needful  periods  of  repose  : 
By  my  heavenly  Father  blest, 
Thus  I  give  my  powers  to  rest. 

3  Heavenly  Father,  gracious  name ! 
Night  and  day  his  love  the  same  ! 
Far  be  each  suspicious  thought, 
Every  anxious  care  forgot ! 

4  Thou,  my  ever-bounteous  God, 
Crown'st  my  days  with  various  good ; 
Thy  kind  eye  which  cannot  sleep, 
My  defenceless  hours  6hall  keep. 

5  Blest  vicissitude  to  me  ! 

Day  and  night  I'm  still  with  thee ; 
Guarded  thus  I  sink  to  rest, 
Lodged  within  my  Father's  breast. 


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MONTGOMERY. 

The.  Hour  of  Death,  and  Entrance  on  Immortality. 

2  The  moment  comes  when  strength  must  fail, 

When  health  and  hope  and  comfort  flown, 
I  must  go  down  into  the  vale 
And  shade  of  death,  with  thee  alone  : 

3  Alone  with  thee  ; — in  that  dread  strife, 

Uphold  me  through  mine  agony, 
And  gently  be  this  dying  life 
Exchanged  for  immortality. 

4  Then,  when  th'  unbodied  spirit  lands 

Where  flesh  and  blood  have  never  trod, 
And  in  the  unveiled  presence  stands, 
Of  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God  : 

5  Be  mine  eternal  portion  this, 

Since  thou  wert  always  here  with  me, 
That  I  may  view  thy  face  in  bliss, 
And  be  forevermore  with  thee. 


653.   L.  M. 

MRS.    STEELE. 

The  Shortness  of  Time,  and  Frailty  of  Man. 

Almighty  Maker  of  my  frame, 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days  ! 

Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am, 
And  spend  the  remnant  to  thy  praise. 
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2  My  days  are  shorter  than  a  span ; 

A  little  point  my  life  appears  ; 
How  frail  at  best  is  dying  man  ! 

How  vain  are  all  his  hopes  and  fears  ! 

3  Vain  his  ambition,  noise,  and  show  ! 

Vain  are  the  cares  which  rack  his  mind ! 
He  heaps  up  treasures  mixed  with  woe, 
And  dies,  and  leaves  them  all  behind. 

4  O,  be  a  nobler  portion  mine  : 

My  God  !  I  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
Earth's  fleeting  treasures  I  resign, 
And  fix  my  hope  on  thee  alone. 

654.   L-  m. 

NEWTON. 

Heaven  in  Prospect. 

1  As  when  the  weary  traveller  gains 

The  height  of  some  o'erlooking  hill, 
His  heart  revives,  if  'cross  the  plains, 
He  sees  his  home,  though  distant  still. 

2  So,  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views, 

By  faith,  his  mansion  in  the  skies, 
The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews, 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 

3  'Tis  there,  he  says,  I  am  to  dwell 

With  Jesus  in  the  realms  of  day 

Then  shall  I  bid  my  cares  farewell, 

And  he  will  wipe  my  tears  away. 


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ANONYMOUS 

The   World  to  come. 

2  That  world  to  come !  and  O  how  blest ! — 

Fairer  than  prophets  ever  told  ; 
And  never  did  an  angel-guest 
One  half  its  blessedness  unfold. 

3  It  is  all  holy  and  serene, — 

The  land  of  glory  and  repose ; 
And  there,  to  dim  the  radiant  scene, 
No  tear  of  sorrow  ever  flows. 

4  It  is  not  fanned  by  summer  gale ; 

'Tis  not  refreshed  by  vernal  showers ; 
It  never  needs  the  moon-beam  pale, 
For  there  are  known  no  evening  hours. 

5  There  forms  unseen  by  mortal  eye, 

Too  glorious  for  our  sight  to  bear, 
Are  walking  with  their  God  on  high, 
And  waiting  our  arrival  there. 


656.   L.  M. 

DODDRIDGE. 

Redeeming  the  Time. 

1  God  of  eternity  !  from  thee 

Did  infant  time  its  being  draw  ; 
Moments  and  days,  and  months,  and  years, 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 


2  Silent  and  swift  they  glide  away  ; 

Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows, 
Lost  in  eternity's  wide  sea, 

The  boundless  gulf  from  whence  it  rose. 

3  With  it  the  thoughtless  sons  of  men 

Before  the  rapid  stream  are  borne 
On  to  their  everlasting  home, 
Whence  not  one  soul  can  e'er  return. 

4  Great  source  of  wisdom  !  teach  our  hearts 

To  know  the  price  of  every  hour, 
That  time  may  bear  us  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 


657.   i<-  M. 

Funeral  Chant. 


T.  J.  GBEmrWOOD. 


1  Sad  were  our  pilgrimage  below, 

And  dark  indeed  our  way  would  be, 

Could  not  our  souls  our  Father  know, 

Dear  Saviour !  as  revealed  by  thee. 

2  Sickness  and  pain  and  sorrow  here, 

Hang  o'er  our  ever-changing  way, 

And  death's  cold  hand  is  ever  near, 

To  bear  our  cherish'd  ones  away. 

3  Yet,  O  my  soul,  the  blissful  thought, 

The  grace  of  God  in  mercy  given ; 

Glad  tidings  by  the  Saviour  brought, 

Behold  !  man's  heritage  is  heaven  ! 


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4  Though  blight  be  o'er  all  earthly  things, 

Yet  faith  in  God's  all  conquering  love, 
Spreads  from  the  tombs  her  radiant  wings, 
And  singing,  soars  to  realms  above  ! 

5  This  faith  can  make  the  soul  serene, 

Though  shadows  wrap  our  earthly  way, 
While  far  beyond  all  gloom,  is  seen 
The  holy  light  of  endless  day. 

658.  L.  M. 

MRS.   BARBAULD. 

Death  of  the  Righteous. 

1  Sweet  is  the  scene  when  virtue  dies  ! 

When  sinks  a  righteous  soul  to  rest ; 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes, 
How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away, 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er, 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day, 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 

Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell ; 
How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  appears  ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 

4  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies ; 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"  How  blessed  the  righteous  when  he  dies  !' 

659.  L.  M. 

BOWRING. 

Joy  from  the  Life  to  Come. 

1  If  all  our  hopes  and  all  our  fears 

Were  prisoned  in  life's  narrow  bound ; 
If  travellers  through  this  vale  of  tears, 
We  saw  no  better  world  beyond  ; — 

2  0,  who  could  check  the  rising  sigh  1 

What  earthly  thing  could  pleasure  give  ? 
0,  who  would  venture  then  to  die  ? 
O,  who  could  then  endure  to  live ; 

3  And  such  were  life,  without  the  ray 

From  truth's  eternal  altar  given  ; 
'Tis  this  that  makes  our  darkness  day ; 
'Tis  this  that  makes  our  earth  a  heaven. 

4  Bright  is  the  golden  sun  above, 

And  beautiful  the  flowers  that  bloom  ; 
And  all  is  joy,  and  all  is  love, 
Reflected  from  a  world  to  come. 


660.   L.  M. 

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Death  of  an  Infant. 


EPISCOPAL  COLL. 


As  the  sweet  flower  that  scents  the  morn, 
But  withers  in  the  rising  day, 

Thus  lovely  was  this  infant's  dawn, 
Thus  swiftly  fled  its  life  away. 


2  It  died  ere  its  expanding  soul 

Had  ever  burnt  with  wrong  desires, 
Had  ever  spurned  at  heaven's  control, 
Or  ever  quenched  its  sacred  fires. 

3  Yet  the  sad  hour  that  took  the  boy 

Perhaps  has  spared  a  heavier  doom — 
Snatched  him  from  scenes  of  guilty  joy, 
Or  from  the  pangs  of  ill  to  come. 

4  He  died  to  sin  ;  he  died  to  care  ; 

But  for  a  moment  felt  the  rod  ; 
Then,  rising  on  the  viewless  air, 

Spread  his  light  wings,  and  soared  to  God. 


661.   I-  m. 

BOWRINO. 

Memory  of  the  Just. 

1  Earth's  transitory  things  decay, 

Its  pomps,  its  pleasures  pass  away ; 
But  the  sweet  memory  of  the  good 
Survives  in  the  vicissitude. 

2  As,  'mid  the  ever-rolling  sea, 
The  eternal  isles  established  be, 
'Gainst  which  the  surges  of  the  main 
Fret,  dash,  and  break  themselves  in  vain  : — 

3  As,  in  the  heavens,  the  urns  divine. 
Of  golden  light  forever  shine  ; 

Though  clouds  may  darken,  storms  may  rage, 
They  still  shine  on  from  age  to  age  : — 

4  So,  through  the  ocean-tide  of  years, 
The  memory  of  the  just  appears  ; 

So,  through  the  'tempest  and  the  gloom, 
The  good  man's  virtues  light  the  tomb. 


662.    L.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Death  of  Parents. 

1  The  God  of  mercy  will  indulge 

The  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  sigh, 
When  honored  parents  fall  around, 
When  friends  beloved  and  kindred  die. 

2  Yet  not  one  anxious,  murmuring  thought, 

Should  with  our  mourning  passions  blend ; 
Nor  should  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 
Their  mighty,  ever-living  Friend. 

3  Parent,  Protector,  Guardian,  Guide, 

Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one  ; 
On  thee  we  cast  our  every  care, 
And  comfort  seek  from  thee  alone. 

4  To  thee,  our  Father,  would  we  look, 

Our  Rock,  our  Portion,  and  our  Friend; 
And  on  thy  gracious  love  and  truth 
With  humble,  steadfast  hope  depend. 


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INTERMENT.    L.  M 


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663.    L.  M. 

WATTS. 

Death,  and  Burial  of  a  Christian. 

1  Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ! 

Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  thy  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 

Invade  thy  bounds  ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  thro'  the  grave,  and  blessed  the  bed  ; 
Then  rest,  dear  saint,  for  from  his  throne 
Morning  shall  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Hail !  glorious  resurrection  morn  ! 

Attend,  O  earth,  thy  Sovereign's  word! 
Not  earthy  dust,  but  souls  new-born 
Shall  live   forever  with  the  Lord. 


664.    L-  M. 

SARAH  F.  ADAMS. 

The  Angel  at  the  Tomb. 

1  The  mourners  came,  at  break  of  day, 

Unto  the  garden  sepulchre, 
With  saddened  hearts  to  weep  and  pray 

For  him,  the  loved  one,  buried  there. 
What  radiant  light  dispels  the  gloom  ? 
An  angel  sits  beside  the  tomb. 

2  The  earth  doth  mourn  her  treasures  lost, 

All  sepulchred  beneath  the  snow, 
When  wintry  winds  and  chilling  frost 

Have  laid  her  summer  glories  low  ; 
The  spring  returns,  the  flow'rets  bloom,— 
An  angel  sits  beside  the  tomb. 

3  Then  mourn  we  not  beloved  dead, 

E'en  while  we  come  to  weep  and  pray; 
The  happy  spirit  hath  but  fled 

To  brighter  realms  of  heavenly  day; 
Immortal  hope  dispels  the  gloom  ; — 
An  angel  sits  beside  the  tomb. 


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665.    C.  M. 

WATT! 

Owr  Hope  in  God. 

2  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 

To  endless  years  the  same. 

3  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

4  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

5  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home  ! 


666.    C.  M. 


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World. 


JANE   TATLOE. 


1  There  is  a  state,  unknown,  unseen, 

"Where  parted  souls  must  be  ; 

And  but  a  step  doth  lie  between 

That  world  of  souls  and  me. 

2  I  see  no  light,  I  hear  no  sound, 

When  midnight  shades  are  spread ; 
Yet  angels  pitch  their  tents  around, 
And  guard  my  quiet  bed. 


3  The  things  unseen,  0  God,  reveal ! 

My  spirit's  vision  clear, 
Till  I  shall  see,  and  know  and  feel, 
That  those  I  love  are  near. 

4  Impart  the  faith  that  soars  on  high, 

Beyond  this  earthly  strife  ; 
That  holds  sweet  converse  with  the  sky, 
And  lives  eternal  life. 


667.    c.  M. 

annum. 

Prospect  of  the  Promised  Land. 

1  On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 

And  cast  a  wistful  eye, 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  He, 

2  0  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields,  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  All  o'er  those  wide-extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day ; 
There  God,  the  sun,  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

4  No  chilling  winds  or  poisonous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore  ; 
Sickness  nor  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 


*  Sing  Kalkbrencer,  page  201. 


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WOODLAND.    C.  M. 


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SIB  J.  E.   SMITH. 

The  Changes  of  Nature  Types  of  Immortality. 

2  The  bloom  of  spring,  the  summer  rose, 

In  vain  pale  winter  brave ; 
Nor  youth,  nor  age,  nor  wisdom  knows 
A  ransom  from  the  grave. 

3  But  morning  dawns  and  spring  revives, 

And  genial  hours  return  ; 
So  man's  immortal  soul  survives, 
And  scorns  the  mouldering  urn. 

4  When  this  vain  scene  no  longer  charms, 

Or  swiftly  fades  away, 
He  sinks  into  a  Father's  arms, 
Nor  dreads  the  coming  day. 

669.  C.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

"  Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley  of  the 
Shadow  of  Death,  I  will  fear  no  evil,  for  thou 
art  with  me." 

1  Thou  must  go  forth  alone,  my  60ul, 

Thou  must  go  forth  alone, 
To  other  scenes,  to  other  worlds, 

That  mortal  hath  not  known. 
Thou  must  go  forth  alone,  my  soul,— 

To  tread  the  narrow  vale ; 
But  he,  whose  word  is  sure,  hath  said, 

His  comforts  shall  not  fail. 


2  Thou  must  go  forth  alone,  my  soul, 

Along  the  darksome  way  ; 
Where  the  bright  sun  has  never  shed 

His  warm  and  gladsome  ray. 
And  yet  the  Sun  of  Righteousness 

Shall  rise  amidst  the  gloom, 
And  scatter  from  thy  trembling  gaze 

The  shadows  of  the  tomb. 

3  Thou  must  go  forth  alone,  my  soul ! 

To  meet  thy  God  above ; 
But  shrink  not — he  hath  said,  my  soul, 

He  is  a  God  of  love. 
His  rod  and  staff  shall  comfort  thee 

Across  the  dreary  road, 
Till  thou  shalt  join  the  blessed  ones 

In  heaven's  serene  abode. 


670.    c.  m. 

Death  of  the  Young. 


MRS.   HEMAN3. 


Calm  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God, 
Young  spirit,  rest  thee  now  ! 

E'en  while  with  us  thy  footsteps  trod, 
His  seal  was  on  thy  brow. 

Dust,  to  its  narrow  house  beneath  ! 

Soul,  to  its  place  on  high  ! 
They  that  have  seen  thy  look  in  death, 

No  more  may  fear  to  die. 

Lone  are  the  paths,  and  sad  the  bowers, 
Whence  thy  meek  smile  is  gone  ; 

But  O,  a  brighter  home  than  ours, 
In  heaven  is  now  thine  own. 


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671.    C.  M. 

WHITTLE 

The  same. 

1  Another  hand  is  beckoning  us, 

Another  call  is  given  ; 
And  glows  once  more  with  angel  steps 
The  path  that  leads  to  heaven. 

2  Unto  our  Father's  will  alone 

One  thought  has  reconciled  ; 
That  he  whose  love  exceedeth  ours, 
Hath  taken  home  his  child. 

3  Fold  her,  0  Father,  in  thine  arms, 

And  let  her  henceforth  be 
A  messenger  of  love  between 
Our  human  hearts  and  thee. 

4  Still  let  her  mild  rebukings  stand 

Between  us  and  the  wrong, 
And  her  dear  memory  serve  to  make 
Our  faith  in  goodness  strong. 


672.    C.  M. 

The  same. 


MRS.    STEELE. 


1  "When  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away, 

By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  sorrow  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

O  may  this  truth,  impressed 
With  awful  power,  I  too  must  die, 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

3  Jesus,  the  vision  of  thy  face 

Hath  overpowering  charms ; 
Scarce  shall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace, 
If  Christ  be  in  my  arms. 

4  Then,  while  ye  hear  my  heart-strings  break, 

How  sweet  the  minutes  roll ! 
A  mortal  paleness  on  my  cheek, 
But  glory  in  my  soul ! 

673.    c.  M. 

MRS.   STEELE. 

Death  of  a  Child. 

1  Life  is  a  span, — a  fleeting  hour ; 

How  soon  the  vapor  flies  ! 
Man  is  a  tender,  transient  flower, 
That  e'en  in  blooming  dies. 

2  The  oncedoved  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs  ; 
And  nature  weeps,  her  comforts  fled, 
And  withered  all  her  joys. 

3  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When  what  we  now  deplore 

Shall  rise  in  full,  immortal  prime, 

And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

4  Cease,  then,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  tears, 

Thy  Saviour  dwells  on  high  ; 
There  everlasting  spring  appears  ; 
There  joy  shall  never  die. 


674.  c.  M. 

H.    IlACOIf. 

The  same. 

1  Thou  jravest,  and  we  yield  to  thee, 

God  of  the  human  heart  ! 
For  bitter  though  grief's  cup  may  be, 
Thou  givest  but  our  part. 

2  O,  thou  canst  bid  our  grief  be  stilled, 

Yet  not  rebuke  our  tears  ; 
How  large  a  place  his  presence  filled  ! 
How  vacant  it  appears  ! 

3  We  mourn  the  sunshine  of  his  smile, 

The  tendrils  of  his  love ; 
Oh,  was  he  loved  too  well  the  while 
Ere  he  was  called  above  1 

4  Our  chastened  spirits  bow  in  prayer, 

And  blend  all  prayers  in  one, — 
Give  us  the  hope  to  meet  him  there, 
When  life's  full  task  is  done. 

675.  c.  M. 

DODDRIDGE. 

Death  of  a  Minister. 

1  What  though  the  arm  of  conquering  death 

Does  God's  own  house  invade  ; 
What  though  our  teacher  and  our  friend 
Is  numbered  with  the  dead  ; 

2  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  aged  and  the  young  ; 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  closed, 
And  dumb  th'  instructive  tongue  ; — 

3  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

His  teaching  to  impart : 
Lord,  be  our  Leader  and  our  Guide, 
And  rule  and  keep  our  heart. 

4  Yes,  while  the  dear  Redeemer  lives, 

We  have  a  boundless  store, 
And  shall  be  fed  with  what  he  gives, 
Who  lives  forevermore. 

676.  C.  M. 

DODDRIDGE. 

Comfort,  on  the  loss  of  Children. 

1  Ye  mourning  ones,  whose  streaming  tears 

Flow  o'er  your  children  dead, — 
Say  not,  in  transports  of  despair, 
That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 

2  While  cleaving  to  that  darling  dust, 

In  fond  distress  ye  lie, 
Rise,  and  with  joy  and  reverence  view 
A  heavenly  parent  nigh. 

3  "  I'll  give  the  mourner,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  In  my  own  house  a  place  ; 
No  names  of  daughters  and  of  sons 
Could  yield  so  high  a  grace." 

4  We  welcome,  Lord,  those  rising  tears 

Thro'  which  thy  face  we  see,         [hearts 
And  bless  those  wounds,  which  thro'  our 
Prepare  a  way  for  thee. 


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JORDAN.     C.  M.  BILLINGS. 

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WATTS. 

A  Prospect  of  the  Heavenly  Canaan. 

Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green  : 
So,  to  the  Jews,  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 
But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 
And  linger  shivering  on  the  brink, 

And  fear  to  launch  away. 


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5  O,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes : 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 


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678.     C.  M.   81. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Spring,  an  Emblem  of  the  Resurrection. 

All  nature  dies,  and  lives  again  : 

The  flowers  that  paint  the  field, 
The  trees  that  crown  the  mountain's  brow, 

And  boughs  and  blossoms  yield, — 
Kesign  the  bonors  of  their  form 

At  winter's  stormy  blast, 
And  leave  the  naked,  leafless  plain 

A  desolated  waste. 


2  Yet,  soon  reviving,  plants  and  flowers 

Anew  shall  deck  the  plain  ; 
The  woods  shall  hear  the  voice  of  spring, 

And  flourish  green  again. 
So,  to  the  dreary  grave  consigned, 

Man  sleeps  in  death's  dark  gloom, 
But  an  eternal  morning  wakes 

The  slumbers  of  the  tomb. 


3  O  may  the  grave  become  to  me 

The  bed  of  peaceful  rest, 
Whence  I  shall  gladly  rise  and  dwell 

Forever  with  the  blest ! 
Cheered  by  this  hope,  with  patient  mind 

I'll  wait  heaven's  high  decree, 
Till  the  appointed  period  come 

When  death  shall  set  me  free. 


679.    C.  M. 

H.  BALLOU. 

Heavenly  Zion. 

1  Behold,  on  Zion's  heavenly  shore, 
A  pure  and  countless  band, 
Whose  conflicts  and  whose  toils  are  o'er, 
In  glorious  order  stand. 


2  From  earth's  remotest  bounds  they  came, 
From  tribulations  great, 
And,  through  the  victories  of  the  Lamb, 
Have  reached  the  heavenly  state. 


3  Hunger  and  thirst  they  know  no  more, 
From  burning  heats  refreshed  ; 
The  Lamb  shall  feed  them  from  his  store, 
And  give  them  endless  rest. 


4  God  all  their  tears  shall  wipe  away, 
And  they  his  wonders  tell, 
While  in  his  temple  they  6hall  stay, 
And  God  with  them  shall  dwell. 


680.    C.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Peaceful  Death  of  the  Righteous. 

1  I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man, 

And  saw  his  parting  breath, 
Without  a  struggle  or  a  sigh, 

Serenely  yield  to  death  : 
There  was  no  anguish  on  his  brow, 

Nor  terror  in  his  eye  : 
The  spoiler  aimed  a  fatal  dart, 

But  lost  the  victory. 

2  I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man, 

And  heard  the  holy  prayer 
Which  rose  above  the  breathless  form, 

To  soothe  the  mourners'  care  ; 
And  felt  how  precious  was  the  gift 

He  to  his  loved  ones  gave — 
The  stainless  memory  of  the  just, 

The  wealth  beyond  the  grave. 

3  I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man ; 

And  all  our  earthly  trust 
Of  pleasure,  vanity,  or  pride, 

Seemed  lighter  than  the  dust, 
Compared  with  his  celestial  gain — 

A  home  above  the  sky  : 
0,  grant  us,  Lord,  his  life  to  live, 

That  we  like  him  may  die. 


681.    c.  M. 

MRS.   HEMAN3. 

Heavenly  Trust. 

1  Answer  me.  burning  stars  of  night ! 

Where  is  the  spirit  gone, 
That,  past  the  reach  of  human  sight, 
E'en  as  a  breeze  hath  flown  1 

2  O  many-toned  and  chainless  wind ! 

Thou  art  a  wanderer  free  ; 
Tell  me,  if  thou  its  place  canst  find, 
Far  over  mount  and  sea  1 

3  Ye  clouds,  that  gorgeously  repose 

Around  the  setting  sun, 
Answer  !  have  ye  a  home  for  those 
Whose  earthly  race  is  run  1 

4  0  speak,  thou  voice  of  God  within  ! 

Thou  of  the  deep,  low  tone  ! 
Answer  me,  through  life's  restless  din, 
Where  is  the  spirit  flown  1 

5  And  the  voice  answers,  "Be  thou  still; 

Enough  to  know  is  given  ; 
Clouds,  winds,  and  sturs  their  part  fulfil ; 
Thine  is  to  trust  in  heaven  !" 


[22] 


254 


DEATH,    AND   IMMORTAL   LIFE. 


PUTNAM.    7s. 


W.    O.   PERKINS. 


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Far      be  -  yond    our       fee  -  ble    sight,  Hap  -  py     in     Im    -    man  -  uel's  love. 


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682.  7s. 

BAP 

The  Saints  in  Glory. 

2  Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears, 

Once  they  knew,  like  us  below, 
Gloomy  doubts,  distressing  fears, 
Torturing  pains  and  heavy  woe. 

3  Happy  spirits,  ye  are  fled 

Where  no  grief  can  entrance  find, 
Lulled  to  rest  the  aching  head, 
Soothed  the  anguish  of  the  mind. 

4  'Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

'Mid  th'  angelic  lyres  above, 
Hark  !  their  songs  melodious  rise — 
Songs  of  praise  to  Jesus'  love. 

683.  7s. 

0.  WB 

The  Christian's  Death. 

1  Now  the  Christian's  course  is  run, 

Ended  is  the  glorious  strife  ; 
Fought  the  fight,  the  crown  is  won, 
Death  is  swallowed  up  of  life. 

2  Borne  by  angels  on  their  wings, 

From  the  earth  his  spirit  flies 
To  the  Lord  he  loved,  and  sings 
Triumphing  in  paradise. 


3  Join  we,  then,  with  one  accord 

In  the  new  and  joyful  song ; 

Absent  from  our  glorious  Lord 

We  shall  not  continue  long ; 


4  We  shall  quit  the  house  of  clay, 
Better  joys  with  him  to  share; 
We  shall  see  the  realms  of  day, 
We  shall  meet  our  brethren  there. 


684.   7s. 


The    same. 


MONTGOMERY. 


1  Spirit,  leave  thy  house  of  clay  ; 

Ling'ring  dust,  resign  thy  breath ; 
Spirit,  cast  thy  chains  away ; 
Dust,  be  thou  dissolved  in  death. 


2  Thus  the  mighty  Saviour  speaks, 
While  the  faithful  Christian  dies ; 
Thus  the  bonds  of  life  he  breaks, 
And  the  ransomed  captive  flies. 


"  Prisoner,  long  detained  below, 
Prisoner,  now  with  freedom  blest, 

Welcome  from  a  world  of  woe  ; 
Welcome  to  a  land  of  rest!" 


DEATH,    AND    IMMORTAL   LIFE. 


255 


685.    7s. 

T0PLADT. 

The  Freed  Spirit. 

1  Deathless  principle,  arise ; 
Soar,  thou  native  of  the  skies  ; 
Pearl  of  price,  by  Jesus  bought, 
To  his  glorious  likeness  wrought, 
Go  to  shine  before  his  throne, 
Deck  his  mediatorial  crown  ; 
Go,  his  triumphs  to  adorn, 
Born  of  God — to  God  return. 

2  Burst  thy  shackles,  drop  thy  clay, 
Sweetly  breathe  thyself  away ; 
Singing,  to  thy  crown  remove, 
Swift  of  wing,  and  fired  with  love, 
Shudder  not  to  pass  the  stream ; 
Venture  all  thy  care  on  him  ; 
Him,  whose  dying  love  and  power 
Stilled  its  tossing,  hushed  its  roar. 

3  Saints  in  glory  perfect  made, 

Wait  thy  passage  through  the  shade ; 
Ardent  for  thy  coming  o'er, 
See,  they  throng  the  blissful  shore ; 
Mount,  thy  transports  to  improve, 
Join  the  longing  choir  above  ; 
Swiftly  to  their  wish  be  given ; 
Kindle  higher  joys  in  heaven. 

686.     8  &  7s. 

ANONYMOUS. 

To  the   Weary  in  Heart. 

1  There's  a  glorious  era  coming 

Through  the  mist  of  future  years, 
When  the  heart  shall  cease  from  sorrow, 

And  the  eye  be  free  from  tears. 
When  the  visions  we  have  cherished 

In  our  labor  and  our  strife, 
Immortality  shall  waken 

To  reality  and  life. 

2  Brother,  raise  thine  eye  to  heaven, 

View  its  bright  and  blessed  sky, — 
'Tis  the  home  our  God  hath  given, 

'Tis  our  heritage  on  high. 
Every  eye  shall  glow  with  gladness, 

Every  brow  be  free  from  care, 
And  the  blessed  gift  of  loving 

Shall  be  granted  even  there. 


687.t 


8  &  7s. 

BAP.  MEMORIAL. 

Burial  of  a  Christian  Brother. 
Brother,  rest  from  sin  and  sorrow ; 

Death  is  o'er,  and  life  is  won : 
On  thy  slumber  dawns  no  morrow ; 

Rest ;  thine  earthly  race  is  run. 
Brother,  wake  ;  the  night  is  waning ; 

Endless  day  is  round  thee  poured ; 
Enter  thou  the  rest  remaining 

Eor  the  people  of  the  Lord. 

*  Sing  Cleveland,  page  55.  f  Sing  Mount  Vernon,  (Boston  Academy,)  page  208. 

J  Sing  Cambridge,  page  214.    Repeat  the  first  two  lines  of  music— slur  for  the  third  line. 


Brother,  wake  ;  for  he  who  loved  thee, — 
He  who  died  that  tlum  n i i ^rl i t s t  live, — 

He  who  graciously  approved  thee, — 
Waits  thy  crown  of  joy  to  give. 

Fare  thee  well ;  though  woe  is  blending 
With  the  tones  of  earthly  love, 

Triumph  high  and  joy  unending 
Wait  thee  in  the  realms  above. 


ANONTMOUS. 


688.t    8  &  7s. 
The  Dying  Believer. 

1  Let  me  go,  the  day  is  breaking — 

Dear  companions,  let  me  go  ; 
We  have  spent  a  night  of  waking 

In  the  wilderness  below ; 
Upward  now  I  bend  my  way ; 
Part  we  here  at  break  of  day. 

2  Let  me  go  ;  I  may  not  tarry, 

Wrestling  thus  with  doubts  and  fears  ; 
Angels  wait  my  soul  to  carry 

Where  my  risen  Lord  appears  ; 
Friends  and  kindred,  weep  not  so — 
It  ye  love  me,  let  me  go. 

3  'Tis  not  darkness  gathering  round  me 

That  withdraws  me  from  your  sight, 
Walls  of  flesh  no  more  can  bound  me, 

But  translated  into  light, 
Like  the  lark  on  mountain  wing, 
Though  unseen,  you  hear  me  sing. 

4  Heaven's  broad  day  hath  o'er  me  broken, 

Far  beyond  earth's  span  of  sky ; 
Arn  I  dead  ?     Nay,  by  this  token, 

Know  that  I  have  ceased  to  die ; 
Would  you  solve  the  mystery, 
Come  up  hither — come  and  see  ! 

689.t     8  &  7s. 

S.   P.   SMITH. 

Interment  of  a  pious  young  Female. 

1  Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 

Gentle  as  the  summer  breeze, 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening, 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber — 
Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low ; 

Thou  no  more  shalt  join  our  number ; 
Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 


Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us  ; 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel  ; 
But  'tis  God  that  hath  bereft  us : 

He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 

Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 
When  the  day  of  life  is  fled, 

Then  in  heaven\vith  joy  to  greet  thee, 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 


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WATCHMAN.    S.  M. 


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The    wea    -  ry  world's  be  -  neath  thy     feet,    Thou     bright  -  er    than    the    sun! 


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690.    S.  M. 

He  is  Risen. 


MBS.   HOWITT. 


2  Awake,  and  breathe  the  air 

Of  the  celestial  clime  ! 
Awake  to  love  which  knows  no  change, 
Thou  who  hast  done  with  time  ! 

3  Awake,  lift  up  thine  eyes  ! 

See,  all  heaven's  host  appears  ! 
And  be  thou  glad  exceedingly, — 
Thou,  who  hast  done  with  tears. 

4  Ascend  !  thou  art  not  now 

With  those  of  mortal  birth  ; 
The  living  God  hath  touched  thy  lips, 
Thou  who  hast  done  with  earth  ! 

691.   s.  m. 

CH.   PSALMODY. 

The  peaceful  Death  of  the  Righteous. 

1  O  for  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ! 

O,  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 

Like  theirs  my  last  reward  ! 

2  Their  ransomed  spirits  soar, 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love, 

To  meet  the  Saviour  they  adore, 

And  reign  with  him  above. 

3  With  us  their  names  shall  live 

Through  long-succeeding  years, 
Embalmed  with  all  our  hearts  can  give — 
Our  praises  and  our  tears. 


4  O  for  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ! 

O,  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 

Like  theirs  my  last  reward. 

692.    s.  M. 

MONTGOMERY. 

On  the  Death  of  an  aged  Christian. 

u  I  have  fought  a  good  fight ;  I  have  finished  my 

course." 

1  Servant  of  God,  well  done  ! 

Rest  from  thy  loved  employ  : 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  Avon, 

Enter  thy  Master's  joy. 
The  voice  at  midnight  came, 

He  started  up  to  hear ; 
A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame — 

He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear. 

2  Tranquil  amidst  alarms, 

It  found  him  on  the  field, 
A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms, 

Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 
His  spirit,  with  a  bound, 

Burst  its  encumbering  clav  ; 
His  tent,  at  sunrise,  on  the  ground, 

A  darkened  ruin  lay. 

3  The  pains  of  death  are  past, 

Labor  and  sorrow  cease, 
And  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 

His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 
Soldier  of  Christ !  well  done  ! 

Praise  be  thy  new  employ ; 
And  while  eternal  ages  run, 

Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 


DEATH,   AND   IMMORTAL   LIFE. 


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CLAPTON.    S.  M. 


JONES. 


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Glories  of  Heaven. 

2  Fair  land  ! — could  mortal  eyes 

But  half  its  charms  explore, 

How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise, 

And  dwell  on  earth  no  more  ! 

3  No  cloud  those  regions  know, — 

Realms  ever  bright  and  fair  ; 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

4  0,  may  this  prospect  fire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 
Till  wings  of  faith,  and  strong  desire, 
Bear  every  thought  above. 


694.    S.  M. 


MONTGOMERY. 


Forever  with  the  Lord. 

1  "  Forever  with  the  Lord," 
Amen !     So  let  it  be  ; 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word ; 

"lis  immortality. 
Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  him  I  roam  ; 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent, 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 
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My  Father's  house  on  high, 

Home  of  my  soul,  how  near, 
At  times,  to  faith's  aspiring  eye, 

Thy  golden  gates  appear  ! 
Yet  doubts  still  intervene, 

And  all  my  comfort  flies  ; 
Like  Noah's  dove,  I  flit  between 

Rough  seas  and  stormy  skies. 


"Forever  with  the  Lord  !" 

Father,  if  'tis  thy  will, 
The  promise  of  thy  gracious  word, 

E'en  here  to  me  fulfil. 
Be  thou  at  mv  right  hand, 
_  So  shall  I  never  fail  : 
Uphold  me,  and  I  needs  must  stand 

Fight,  and  I  shall  prevail. 


So,  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  veil  in  twain, 
By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death, 

And  life  eternal  gain. 
Knowing  "  as  I  am  known," 

How  shall  I  love  that  word, 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 

"Forever  with  the  Lord  !" 


258 


DEATH,   AND    IMMORTAL   LIFE. 


MARGATE. 


7  &  6s. 


LOCKHART. 


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ANONYMOUS. 


Who  called  them  to  the  skies  : 
They  all  are  there, — in  heaven, — 

Safe,  safe,  and  sweetly  blest ; 
No  cloud  of  sin  can  shadow 

Their  bright  and  holy  rest. 

Man  Immortal.  sir  h.  wotton. 


695.     7  &  6s. 

Cldldren  in  Heaven 
2  They  sing  of  earth  and  heaven, — 
Divinest  voices  rise 
To  God,  their  gracious  Father, 

696.*    ios. 

1  0,  what  is  man,  great  Maker  of  mankind  ! 

That  thou  to  him  so  great  respect  dost  bear  ! 
That  thou  adom'st  Vim  with  so  bright  a  mind, 
Mak'st  him  a  king,  and  e'en  an  angel's  peer  ? 

2  0,  what  a  lively  life,  what  heavenly  power, 

What  spreading  virtue,  what  a  sparkling  fire ; 
How  great,  how  plentiful,  how  rich  a  dower, 
Dost  thou  within  this  dying  flesh  inspire  ! 

697.*     10s-       G°d  and  Man. 

1  O  thou,  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds  presides, 
Whose  voice  created,  and  whose  wisdom  guides  ! 
On  hopeful  man  in  pure  effulgence  shine. 

And  cheer  his  waiting  mind  with  light  divine. 

2  'Tis  thine  alone  to  calm  the  troubled  breast 
With  silent  confidence  and  holy  rest ; 

From  thee,  great  God  !  we  spring  ;  to  thee  we  tend  : 
Path,  Motive,  Guide,  Original,  and  End. 
*  Sing  Day  of  Rest,  page  192. 


Da.  JOHNSON. 


259 


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698.   p.m. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Death  of  a  faithful  Minister. 

2  Still  is  that  heaven-touched  tongue, 

Pulseless  the  throbbing  breast ; 
That  voice  with  music  strung, 

Forever  put  to  rest. 
To  rest  ?     A  living  thought, 

Undimmed,  unquenched  he  soars, 
An  essence  spirit  wrought, 

Of  yon  immortal  shores. 

3  Peace  to  thee,  man  of  God  ! 

Thine  earthly  toils  are  o'er, 


The  thorny  path  is  trod, 

The  Shepherd  trod  before, — 

Full  well  he  kept  his  word — 
"  I'm  with  thee  to  the  end ; 

Fear  not !     I  am  the  Lord, 
Thy  never  failing  friend  I" 

4  We  weave  no  dirge  for  thee, 

It  should  not  call  a  tear 
To  know  that  thou  art  free ; 

Thy  home — it  was  not  here  ! 
Joy  to  thee,  man  of  God  ! 

Thy  heaven-course  is  begun, 
Unshrinking,  thou  hast  trod 

Death's  vale, — thv  race  is  run. 


*  This  tune  was  composed  expressly  for  this  hymn,  by  L.  H.  S.,  and  sung  at  the  Funeral  of  Father  Ballou. 
June  9,  1852. 


260 


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HEFUGE.    L.  M. 


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699.   L.  M. 

GW  anc?  Man. 


MONTGOMERY. 


2  Yea,  though  the  earth's  foundations  rock, 

And  mountains  down  the  gulf  be  hurled, 
His  people  smile  amid  the  shock, 

They  look  beyond  this  transient  world. 

3  There  is  a  river  pure  and  bright,         [plains ; 

Whose  streams  make  glad  the  heavenly 
Where,  in  eternity  of  light, 
The  city  of  our  God  remains. 

4  Built  by  the  word  of  his  command, 

With  his  unclouded  presence  blessed, 
Firm  as  his  throne  the  bulwarks  stand ; 
There  is  our  home,  our  hope,  our  rest. 


700.   I-  M. 

NORTON 

Trust  and  Submission. 

1  My  God,  I  thank  thee  !  may  no  thought 

E'er  deem  thy  chastisements  severe ; 

But  may  this  heart,  by  sorrow  taught, 

Calm  each  wild  wish,  each  idle  fear. 

2  Thy  mercy  bids  all  nature  bloom  ; 

The  sun  shines  bright,  and  man  is  gay ; 
Thine  equal  mercy  reads  the  gloom, 
That  darkens  o'er  his  little  day. 


3  Full  many  a  throb  of  grief  and  pain 

Thy  frail  and  erring  child  must  know 
But  not  one  prayer  is  breathed  in  vain, 
Nor  does  one  tear  unheeded  flow. 

4  Thy  various  messengers  employ ; 

Thy  purposes  of  love  fulfil ; 
And  'mid  the  wreck  of  human  joy, 
Let  kneeling  faith  adore  thy  will. 


701.    L.  M. 

Eymn  of  Trust. 


o.  w.  HOLME*. 


1  0  Love  Divine,  that  stooped  to  share 

Our  sharpest  pang,  our  bitterest  tear, 
On  thee  we  cast  each  earth-born  care, 
We  smile  at  pain  while  thou  art  near  ! 

2  Though  long  the  weary  way  we  tread, 

And  sorrows  crowd  each  lingering  year, 
No  path  we  shun,  no  darkness  dread, 

Our  hearts  still  wrhispering,  thou  art  near! 

3  When  drooping  pleasure  turns  to  grief, 

And  trembling  faith  is  changed  to  fear, 
The  murmuring  wind,  the  quivering  leaf, 
Shall  softly  tell  us,  thou  art  near  ! 

4  On  thee  we  fling  our  burdening  woe, 

O  Love  Divine,  forever  dear, 
Content  to  suffer,  while  we  know, 
Living  and  dying,  thou  art  near. 


DEATH,   AND    IMMORTAL   LIFE. 


261 


702.   I*  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Affliction  cometh  not  forth  of  the  dust. 

1  Affliction's  faded  form  draws  nigh, 
With  wrinkled  brow  and  tearful  eye  ; 
With  sackcloth  on  her  bosom  spread, 
And  ashes  scattered  o'er  her  head. 

2  But  deem  her  not  a  child  of  earth  ; 
From  heaven  she  draws  her  sacred  birth  : 
Beside  the  throne  of  God  she  stands, 

To  execute  his  wise  commands. 

3  The  messenger  of  grace,  she  flies 
To  train  us  for  our  sphere,  the  skies  ; 
And  onward  as  we  move,  the  way- 
Becomes  more  smooth,  more  bright  the  day. 

4  Her  weeds  to  robes  of  glory  turn, 
Her  looks  with  kindling  radiance  burn, 
And  from  her  lips  these  accents  steal, 
God  smites  to  bless,  he  woujids  to  heal. 

703.     L-  M.   61. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Peace  in  the  Lord. 

1  Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 

Hath  taught  each  scene  the  notes  of  woe ; 
Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 

And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow  ; 
Behold,  the  precious  balm  is  found, 
To  lull  thy  pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 

2  Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppress'd  ; 

On  Jesus  cast  thy  weighty  load ; 
In  him  thy  refuge  find,  thy  rest, 

Safe  in  the  mercy  of  thy  God ; 
Thy  God's  thy  Saviour — glorious  word ! 
Forever  love  and  praise  the  Lord. 

3  As  spring  the  winter — day  the  night, 

So  peace  the  gloom  shall  chase  away, 
And  smiling  joy  a  seraph  bright, 

Shall  tend  thy  steps  and  near  thee  stay ; 
While  glory  weaves  the  immortal  crown, 
And  waits  to  claim  thee  for  her  own. 

704.    L.  M. 

MISS  DODD. 

"  Thy  will  be  done." 

1  My  Father,  grant  thy  presence  nigh 

To  bear  aloft  my  sinking  soul, 
When  sorrow  o'er  my  pathway  here 

In  widely  whelming  waves  doth  roll. 
O,  teach  mine  else  unguarded  heart, 

The  clouds  of  gloomy  doubt  to  shun, 
To  bow  unto  thy  chastening  hand, 

And  meekly  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

2  Though  dark  to  us  thy  ways  may  seem, 

Thy  needful  chastisements  severe  ; 
Thou  dost  not  willingly  afflict, 

Nor  grieve  thy  erring  children  here. 
O,  teach  my  heart  to  lean  on  thee, 

To  faith  and  resignation  won, 


To  see  thy  love  in  all  its  ways, 
And  humbly  say,  "  Thy  will  bo  done." 

705.   I*  m. 

WATTS. 

Christ's  presence  makes  Death  easy. 

1  Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die ! 

What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away ; 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  O  !  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 


706.   L.  M. 

Gone  Before. 


ANONYMOUS. 


1  O,  why  should  friendship  grieve  for  those 

Who  safe  have  reached  the  heavenly  shore, 
Released  from  all  their  fears  and  woes  ? 
They  are  not  lost, — but  gone  before. 

2  Dear  is  the  spot  where  Christians  sleep, 

And  sweet  the  strain  which  angels  pour; 
O,  why  should  we  in  anguish  weep  ? 
They  are  not  lost, — but  gone  before. 

707.*    C.  M. 

T.   MOOEK. 

Consolation. 

1  O  thou  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear, 

How  dark  this  world  would  be, 
If  when  deceived  and  wounded  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee  ! 

2  But  thou  wilt  heal  the  broken  heart, 

Which  like  the  plants  that  throw 
Their  fragrance  from  the  wounded  part, 
Breathes  sweetness  out  of  woe. 

3  When  joy  no  longer  soothes  or  cheers, 

And  e'en  the  hope  that  threw 

A  moment's  sparkle  o'er  our  tears, 

It  dimmed  and  vanished  too  ; 

4  O.  who  would  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 

Did  not  thy  wing  of  love 
Come,  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom 
Our  peace-branch  from  above  ? 

5  Then  sorrow,  touched  by  thee,  grows  bright, 

With  more  than  rapture's  ray  ; 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light 
We  never  saw  by  day. 


*  Sing  Woodland,  page  250. 


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TALLIS  CHANT.    C.  M. 

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0.  D.   STUART. 


Attractions  of  Heaven. 

2  And  as  those  lands  the  dearer  grow, 

When  friends  are  long  away, 
So  heaven  itself,  though  loved  ones  dead, 
Grows  dearer  day  by  day. 

3  Heaven  is  not  far  from  those  who  see 

With  the  pure  spirit's  sight, 
But  near,  and  in  the  very  hearts, 
Of  those  who  see  aright. 


709.    c.  m. 

watts.  (Altered.) 
Mourn  not  the  Departed. 

1  Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
The  grave  where  once  our  Saviour  lay, 
Hath  lost  its  fearful  gloom. 

3  Thence  he  rose — and  now  commends 

To  us  his  gracious  charms  ! 
The  glory  that  his  truth  attends, 
Death  of  its  sting  disarms. 


4  Though  earth  and  all  its  joys  be  dim, 
On  him  in  faith  rely  ; 
Our  life  is  hid  with  Christ,  in  him 
That  life  can  never  die. 


710.   c.  m. 

BJ 

The  Dead  are  Oars. 

1  The  dead  are  like  the  stars  by  day, 
Withdrawn  from  mortal  eye, 
Yet  holding  unperceived  their  way 
Through  the  unclouded  sky. 


2  By  them,  through  holy  hope  and  love, 
We  feel,  in  hours  serene, 
Connected  with  a  world  above, 
Immortal  and  unseen. 


3  For  death  his  sacred  seal  hath  set 
On  bright  and  by-gone  hours ; 
And  they  we  mourn  are  with  us  yet, 
Are  more  than  ever  ours  : 


4  Ours,  by  the  pledge  of  love  and  faith, 
By  hopes  of  heaven  on  high  ; 
By  trust,  triumphant  over  death, 
In  immortality. 


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711.    c.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

"Blessed  are  they  that  mourn." 

1  In  trouble  and  in  grief,  0  God, 

Thy  smile  hath  cheered  my  way  ; 
And  joy  hath  budded  from  each  thorn 
That  round  my  footsteps  lay. 

2  The  hours  of  pain  have  yielded  good, 

Which  prosperous  days  refused  ; 
As  herbs,  though  scentless  when  entire, 
Spread  fragrance  when  they're  bruised. 

3  The  oak  strikes  deeper  as  its  boughs 

By  furious  blasts  are  driven  ; 
So  life's  vicissitudes  the  more 
Have  fixed  my  heart  in  heaven. 

4  All-gracious  Lord  !  whate'er  my  lot 

In  other  times  may  be, 
I'll  welcome  still  the  heaviest  grief, 
That  brings  me  near  to  thee. 

71Q      C.  M. 

•   -L^»  AN0NTM0C3. 

The  Heavenly  Home. 

1  Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home ! 

Name  ever  dear  to  me  ! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee  3 

2  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know  : 
Blest  seats  !  thro'  bright  or  6tormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

3  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there 

Around  my  Saviour  stand  ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

4  Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee  ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  peace  shall  see. 

713.    C.  M. 

WATTS. 

Triumph  in  the  Assurance  of  Heaven. 

1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And    fiery  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  on  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all ; 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 

And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 

Across  my  peaceful  breast. 


714.    c.  M. 

CUR.   REGISTER. 

Faith     triumphant  over  Sorrow. 

1  Thanks,  Father,  for  the  ministry 

Of  sorrow's  lonely  hour, 
When  darkly  o'er  my  stricken  head 

I  see  the  storm-clouds  lower ; 
Thy  love  can  still  the  billows'  roar, 

And  whisper,  "  Peace  ;  be  still !" 
While  faith  doth  on  thy  promise  rest, 

And  bless  the  Father's  will. 

2  The  shadow  and  the  storm  must  come  ; 

0,  grant  that  faith  divine 
Which  triumphs  o'er  the  might  of  grief, 

And  moulds  man's  will  to  thine  ! 
In  hours  of  deepest  gloom,  mine  eye 

One  blessed  ray  can  see  ; 
A  sunlit  side  that  cloud  must  have, 

Which  hides  thy  face  from  me. 


715.    C.  M. 

Christian  Hope. 


MONTGOMERY. 


1  The  broken  ties  of  happier  days, 

How  often  do  they  seem 
To  come  before  the  mental  gaze, 
Like  a  remembered  dream  ; 

2  And  earthly  hand  can  ne'er  again 

Unite  these  broken  ties, 
Around  us  each  dissevered  chain 
In  sparkling  ruin  lies. 

3  O,  who,  in  such  a  world  as  this, 

Could  bear  their  lot  of  pain, 
Did  not  one  radiant  hope  of  bliss 
Unclouded  yet  remain  ? 

4  That  hope  the  sovereign  Lord  has  given, 

Who  reigns  above  the  skies  ; — 
Hope,  that  unites  our  souls  to  heaven, 
By  faith's  endearing  ties. 

716.    C.  M. 

BRIGGS'   COLL. 

A  Vision  of  Heaven. 

1  O,  heaven  is  where  no  secret  dread 

May  haunt  us  by  its  power ; 
Where  from  the  past  no  gloom  is  shed 
Upon  the  present  hour. 

2  And  there  the  living  waters  flow 

Along  the  radiant  shore  ; 
The  soul,  now  wandering  here,  shall  know 
Its -burning  thirst  no  more. 

3  The  burden  of  the  stranger's  heart, 

Which  here  unknown  we  bear, 

Like  the  night-shadow  shall  depart 

With  our  first  wakening  there. 

4  And,  borne  on  eagle's  wings  afar, 

Free  thought  shall  claim  its  dower, 
From  every  sphere,  from  every  star, 
Of  glory  and  of  power. 


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SCHUTZ. 

Unfailing  Goodness. 

1  The  Lord  is  never  far  away, 

Nor  sundered  from  his  flock  ; 
He  is  their  refuge  and  their  stay, 
Their  peace,  their  trust,  their  rock. 

2  And  for  the  creatures  he  has  made, 

Our  God  shall  well  provide  ; 
His  grace  6hall  be  their  constant  aid, 
Their  guard  on  every  side. 

3  And  when  earth  cannot  comfort  more, 

Nor  earthly  help  avail, 
The  Maker  comes  himself,  whose  store 
Of  blessings  cannot  fail. 

4  Ah  !  then  till  life  hath  reached  its  bound, 

My  God,  I'll  worship  thee, 
The  chorus  of  thy  praise  shall  sound, 
Par  over  land  and  sea. 


718.     C.  M.   81. 

ANONY 

Look  Up  and  Persevere. 

1  Should  sorrow's  gate  be  open  wide, 
And  on  us  pour  a  flood ; 


Should  hopes  we  cherish,  withered  lie, 

E'er  they  begin  to  bud  ; 
Should  clouds  upon  our  pathway  rise 

And  all  seem  dark  and  drear, 
Our  motto  in  the  hour  should  be, 

Look  up  and  persevere. 


2  Remember,  if  the  night  came  not 

To  make  more  bright  the  morn, 
"We  could  not  hail  with  untold  joy 

The  advent  of  the  dawn. 
And  if  our  life  was  but  one  scene 

Of  pure  unceasing  bliss  ; 
We  might  grow  weak  upon  our  way 

And  live  our  time  amiss. 


3  Useless  indeed  repinings  are, 

They  but  increase  our  pain  ; 
The  noblest  plan  is,  when  we  fail, 

To  rise  and  try  again  ; 
No  matter  how  the  storms  may  rage 

Let  hope  a  fabric  rear — 
And  as  we  gaze,  our  cry  should  be 

Look  up  and  persevere. 


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ANONYMOUS. 


The  Happy  Death. 

1  Lord,  must  we  die  !     0  let  us  die 

Trusting  in  thee  alone  ! 
Our  living  testimony  given, 
Then  leave  our  dying  one. 

2  If  we  must  die,  0  let  us  die 

In  peace  with  all  mankind, 
And  change  these  fleeting  joys  below 
For  pleasure  all  refined. 

3  If  we  must  die, — as  die  we  must, — 

Let  some  kind  seraph  come, 
And  bear  us  on  his  friendly  wing 
To  our  celestial  home ! 

4  Of  Canaan's  land,  from  Pisgah's  top, 

May  we  but  have  a  view  ! 
Though  Jordan  should  o'erflow  its  banks, 
We'll  boldly  venture  through. 


720.    CM. 

The  True  Rest. 


ALICE  CART. 


1  Each  fearful  storm  that  o'er  us  rolls, 

Each  path  of  peril  trod, 
Is  but  a  means  whereby  our  souls 
Acquaint  themselves  with  God. 

2  Our  want  and  weakness,  shame  and  sin, 

His  pitying  kindness  prove, 
And  all  our  lives  are  folded  in 
The  mystery  of  his  love. 

3  His  sun  is  shining,  sure  and  fast, 

O'er  all  our  nights  of  dread ; 
Our  darkness  by  his  light,  at  last 
Shall  be  interpreted. 

4  No  promise  shall  he  fail  to  keep 

Until  we  see  his  face  ; 
E'en  death  is  but  a  tender  sleep 
In  the  eternal  race. 

5  Time's  empty  shadows  cheat  our  eyes, 

But  all  the  heavens  declare 
The  substance  of  the  things  we  prize 
Is  there,  and  only  there. 


721.    CM. 

LUTHER. 

"  Out  of  the  depths  have  I  called  unto  thee." 

1  Out  of  the  depths  I  cry  to  thee, 
Lord  God  !  O  hear  my  prayer, 
Incline  a  gracious  ear  to  me, 
And  bid  me  not  despair. 


2  My  hope  is  ever  in  the  Lord, 

My  works  I  count  but  dust, 
I  build  not  there,  but  on  thy  word, 
And  in  thy  goodness  trust. 

3  Though  thou  should'st  tarry  till  the  night, 

And  round  again  to  morn, 
My  heart  shall  ne'er  mistrust  thy  might, 
Nor  count  itself  forlorn. 

4  Tho'  great  our  sins  and  sore  our  wounds, 

And  deep  and  dark  our  fall, 
Thy  helping  mercy  hath  no  bounds, 
Thy  love  surpasseth  all. 


TFATTS 


722.*    S.  M. 

The  Unfailing  Power. 

1  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

2  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

3  The  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  who  fear  his  name, 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel : 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 


4  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower : 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

5  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 


723.*    S.  M. 

The  True  Rest. 


MONTGOMERY. 


1  O  where  shall  rest  be  found, 

Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole  : 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years, 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 


*  Sing  St.  Thomas,  page  136,  or  Boylston,  page  151,  Boston  Academy's  Coll. 
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Longing  for  Heaven. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway  thus  fettered  by  sin — 
Temptation  without  and  corruption  within  : 
E'en  the  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with  fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent  tears. 

3  I  would  not  live  alway ;  no — welcome  the  tomb : 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom ; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest ; — he  will  bid  me  arise, 

To  share  in  his  joy  and  his  life  in  the  skies. 

4  Who,  who  would  live  alway  away  from  his  God — 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  bright  o'er  the  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns  ? 

5  There  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet; 
While  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 

And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul. 


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2  While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 

O  give  me  submission,  and  strength  as  my  day ; 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  etc. 

3  Whate'er  thou  deniest,  0  give  me  thy  grace, 
The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of  thy  face, 
Endue  me  with  patience  until  thou  shalt  come 
And  bless  me,  while  here,  with  a  foretaste  of  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  etc. 

4  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  to  shine ; 
No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine  ; 
And  in  thy  dear  image  arise  from  the  tomb, 
"With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee  at  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home,  etc. 

726.  us. 

Are  they  not  all  Ministering  Spirits  ? 

1  How  dear  is  the  thought,  that  the  angels  of  God 

May  bow  their  bright  wings  to  the  world  they  once  trod ; 
Will  leave  the  sweet  songs  of  the  mansions  above, 
To  breathe  o'er  our  bosoms  some  message  of  love ! 

2  They  come,  on  the  wings  of  the  morning  they  come, 
Impatient  to  lead  some  poor  wanderer  home  ; 
Some  sinner  to  save  from  his  darkened  abode, 
And  lay  him  to  rest  in  the  arms  of  his  God. 

3  They  come  when  we  wander,  they  come  when  we  pray, 
In  mercy  to  guard  us  wherever  we  stray ; 

A  glorious  cloud,  their  bright  witness  is  given ; 
Encircling  us  here  are  these  angels  of  heaven. 


AN0NTM0U3. 


ANONYMOUS. 


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MONTGOMEET. 

Laying  of  a  Corner-Stone. 

2  Here,  when  thy  people"  seek  thy  face, 

And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live, 
Hear  thou,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  when  thou  hearest,  Lord,  forgive. 

3  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim 

The  blessed  gospel  of  thy  Son, 
Still  by  the  power  of  his  great  name, 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

4  Thy  glory  never  hence  depart ! 

Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  house  alone ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  to  every  heart ; 
In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 

728.     I"  M.    81. 

E.  H.   CHAPIN. 

Opening  of  a  Christian   Church. 

1  Our  Father  God  !  not  face  to  face 

May  mortal  sense  commune  with  thee, 
Nor  lift  the  curtains  of  that  place 

Where  dwells  thy  secret  Majesty. 
Yet  wheresoe'er  our  spirits  bend 

In  rev'rent  faith  and  humble  prayer, 
Thy  promised  blessing  will  descend, 

And  we  shall  find  thy  spirit  there. 


2  Lord !  be  the  spot  where  now  we  meet, 

An  open  gateway  into  heaven ; 
Here  may  we  sit  at  Jesus'  feet, 

And  feel  our  deepest  sins  forgiven. 
Here  may  desponding  care  look  up, 

And  sorrow  lay  its  burden  down, 
Or  learn,  of  him,  to  drink  the  cup, 

To  bear  the  cross,  and  win  the  crown. 

3  Here  may  the  sick  and  wandering  soul, 

To  truth  still  blind,  to  sin  a  slave, 
Find  better  than  Bethesda's  pool, 

Or  than  Siloam's  healing  wave. 
And  may  we  learn,  while  here  apart 

From  the  world's  passion  and  its  strife, 
That  thy  true  shrine's  a  loving  heart, 

And  thy  best  praise  a  holy  life  ! 


729.    L.  M. 

The  same. 


J.  LOMBAED. 


1  Thou  hast  thy  temple,  Lord  of  all, 

Where'er  thy  light  and  glory  shine ; 
While  suns  and  stars  before  thee  fall, 
And  own  thy  majesty  divine. 

2  And  there  are  shrines  in  groves  and  dellg, 

On  mountains,  deserts,  and  the  sea, 
Where  thy  most  holy  presence  dwells, 
And  praise  is  ever  sung  to  thee. 


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3  Lord  !  in  thy  sight  completed  stands 

This  temple  to  thy  truth  and  grace; 
And  now  we  lift  our  hearts  and  hands 
To  thee,  to  consecrate  the  place. 

4  Mav  all  by  whom  these  aisles  are  trod, 

Who  here  shall  pray  to  be  forgiven, 
Find  this  indeed  the  house  of  God, 
And  this  the  very  gate  of  heaven. 

5  Lord  !  in  our  hearts  thy  kingdom  build, 

That  they  may  living  temples  be, 

That  with  thy  faith  and  comfort  filled, 

We  may  each  day  live  nearer  thee. 

730.   L.  m. 

J.   G.  ADAMS. 

Dedication  of  a  Country  Church. 

1  On  this  fair  spot  where  nature  pays 

From  hill,  and  vale,  and  flower,  and  tree, 
In  morning  beams,  in  evening  rays, 
Its  homage,  God  of  all,  to  thee ; — 

2  Thy  children  meet  to  dedicate 

This  temple  to  thy  gracious  name ; 
Our  hearts  and  songs  to  elevate, — 
Thy  grace  and  glory  to  proclaim. 

3  Descend,  and  with  thy  spirit  bless 

The  offering  ;  may  it  ever  be 
Sacred  to  truth  and  righteousness, 
From  error's  dread  dominion  free. 

4  Here  let  the  standard  of  thy  word 

Be  raised  and  held  by  faithful  hands ; 
Hither  bring  hearts  with  one  accord, 
To  learn  and  do  thy  great  commands. 

5  And  when  we  leave  these  courts  below, 

To  join  the  hosts  in  praise  above, 
May  others  here  rejoice  to  know 
Thy  boundless,  everlasting  love. 


731.   L.  M. 

H.  BAOOK. 

Dedication. 

1  Framer  of  worlds,  and  God  of  mind 

That  sees  thee  in  thy  works  of  power, 
The  chain  of  earthly  care  unwind, 
And  thine  be  every  thought  this  hour. 

2  The  stars  their  choral  sing  to  thee  ; 

And  incense  from  her  thousand  hills 
The  earth  sends  up,  while  yet  the  sea 
With  its  wild  song  the  valley  thrills. 

3  But  holier  worship  rises  where 

The  soul  thy  wondrous  love  hath  known ; 
Own  thou  in  heaven  this  place  of  prayer, 
And  here  thy  works  of  grace  be  shown. 
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4  Hallowed,  O  Father,  be  this  place  ! 

Thy  mercy  seat  its  altar  be  ; 
And  here  proclaimed  in  power  thy  grace, 
The  wu.iuv.-nng  heart  to  win  to  thee  : 

5  Here  childhood  learn  the  pilgrim  song 

That  manhood  and  old  age  shall  sing  ; 
And  Sabbaths  as  they  pass  along, 
New  victories  of  redemption  bring. 

732.    L.  M. 

MRS.  M.  A.  LIVERMORB. 

Re-opening  of  a  Church. 

1  Here,  where  our  fathers  came  of  yore, 

Bringing  their  burdened  hearts  to  thee, 
Here,  where  their  anthem-echoes  rolled, 
Here,  where  they  bent  the  suppliant  knee  : 

2  We,  their  glad  children  come  to-day 

To  consecrate  the  place  anew, 
Which  art  and  skill  have  beautified, 
Till  now  it  standeth  fair  to  view. 

3  A  lowly  fane  it  is  for  thee, 

Oh  God,  who  art  above  all  thought, 
Whose  temple  is  the  realm  of  space, 
Where  eye  of  man  may  reach'  thee  not ! 

4  Yet  deign  again  to  own  this  house, 

Which  once  our  fathers  gave  to  thee, 
And  may  it  still  be  joined  to  heaven, 
And  worship  the  bright  gateway  be  ! 

5  So  shall  we  in  this  Sabbath  home, 

Grow  like  the  God  our  souls  adore  ; 
And  with  true  hearts  and  holy  lives, 
Make  heaven  of  earth  yet  more  and  more. 


733.  L.  M. 

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H.   C.  LEONARD. 


1  O  thou  !  whose  thought  pervades  all  space, 

Whose  light  illumes  the  earth  and  skies, 
Within  these  walls  reveal  thy  face, 
And  smile  upon  our  sacrifice. 

2  We  give  to  thee  this  house  once  more, 

Improved  by  human  art  and  skill : 
O  may  the  power  of  sacred  lore, 
And  thine  own  love  this  temple  fill. 

3  Through  all  our  Sabbaths  here  below, 

May  we  within  this  temple  wait ; 
And  unto  thee,  as  moments  go, 
Our  souls  divinely  consecrate. 

4  And  when  have  run  our  life's  quick  sands, 

And  we  shall  reach  the  fane  on  high, 
Within  this  temple  made  with  hands* 
Our  children's  spirits  sanctify. 


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PLEKPONT. 

Ordination  of  a  Minister. 

2  Since  thy  young  servant  now  hath  given 

Himself,  his  powers,  his  hopes,  his  youth, 
To  the  great  cause  of  truth  and  heaven, 
Be  thou  his  guide,  O  God  of  truth  ! 

3  Here  may  his  doctrine  drop  like  rain, 

His  speech  like  Hermon's  dew  distil, 

Till  green  fields  smile,  and  golden  grain, 

Kipc  for  the  harvest,  waits  thy  will. 

4  And  when  he  sinks  in  death, — by  care, 

Or  pain,  or  toil,  or  years  oppressed, — 
0  God  !  remember  then  our  prayer, 
And  take  his  spirit  to  thy  rest. 

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MRS.   C.  M.   SAWTEE. 


The  Pastor's   Work. 

When  Israel  smitten  'mid  the  waste 

Which  wide  and  burning  round  them  lay, 

Sank,  worn  with  toil  and  parched  with  thirst, 
With  helpless  moanings  by  the  way, — 


Oh  !  they  had  died  in  gloom  and  fear, 
Had  not  their  prophet-guide  been  near. 

"  Smite  thou  the  rock  of  Horeb  !"  hark, 
A  voice  far  down  the  still  air  broke, — 

The  prophet-guide  obeyed, — and  lo  ! 
Cool  waters  gushed  beneath  his  stroke ; 

Full  rushing  streams  swept  down  the  plain, 

And  Israel  drank  and  lived  again. 


So  brother,  'mid  life's  sultry  wastes, 
When  all  around  is  parched  and  drear, 

And  fainting  spirits  sink  to  die, 

A  faithful  guide,  may'st  thou  be  near 

To  smite  the  rock  whose  healing  wave 

The  thirsting  soul  fioni  death  can  save  ! 


Go  forth  !  an  Israel  waits  for  thee  ! 

Be  wakeful,  watchful  at  thy  post ! 
Guard  well  thy  followers  by  the  way, 

Nor  let  the  feeblest  one  be  lost. 
Be  faithful, — and  beneath  thy  rod 
The  wave  shall  gush  whoso  fount  is  God  I 


•  Repeat  the  first  two  lines  of  music. 


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C   H.   FAT. 

Installation  of  a  Xew  Pastor. 

1  Another  pastor  hast  thou  given, 

Our  Father,  to  this  flock  of  thine, 

To  feed  them  with  the  bread  of  heaven, 

And  guide  them  to  the  life  divine. 

2  0,  make  him  here  we  humbly  pray, 

So  faithful  to  the  trust  he  bears," 
That  from  his  fold  no  lamb  may  stray, 
Or  fall  within  the  tempter's  snares. 

3  And  when  the  dying  need  his  aid, 

Then  may  he  speak  those  truths  sublime, 
Which  lift  from  death  its  fearful  shade, 
And  ope  to  view  the  better  clime. 


4  Where  death  has  been,  in  homes  of  grief, 

And  sorrow's  lowest  depths  are  stirred, 
There  may  he  offer  sweet  relief, 

Through  Christ  the  life  and  living  word. 

5  Here  may  he  labor  while  'tis  day,  [on, 

That  when  night's  gloom  comes  deep'ning 


Like  his  loved  Master  he  may  say, 
The  work  thou  gavest  me  is  done. 


737.   L.  m. 

A  Pastor  Welcomed. 


MO.VTGOMERT. 


1  We  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 
Of  Jesus,  our  exalted  Head  ; 
Come  as  a  servant ;  so  he  came  ; 
And  we  receive  thee  in  his  stead. 


2  Come  as  an  angel,  hence  to  guide 

A  band  of  pilgrims  on  their  wav; 
That,  safely  walking  at  thy  side, 
We  never  fail,  nor  faint,  nor  stray. 

3  Come  as  a  teacher  sent  from  God, 

Charged  his  whole  counsel  to  declare  ; 
Lift  o'er  our  ranks  the  prophet's  rod, 
While  we  uphold  thy  hands  with  prayer. 

4  Come  as  a  messenger  of  peace, 

Filled  with  the  Spirit,  fired  with  love ; 
Live  to  behold  our  large  iu crease, 
And  die  to  meet  us  all  above. 


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E.   H.   CHAPOT. 

Ordination  of  a  Minister. 

2  To  this  young  warrior  of  the  cross, 

Who  takes  his  station  here, 
Be  thou  a  teacher  and  a  guide, 

And  be  thy  spirit  near. 
Make  him  a  faithful  soldier,  Lord, 

Give  him  sustaining  might ; 
We  ask  thy  favor  for  his  shield, 

Thy  wisdom  for  his  light. 

3  A  pure  disciple,  let  him  tread 

The  way  his  Master  trod — 
Giving  the  weary  6pirit  rest, 

Leading  the  lost  to  God — 
Stooping  to  lend  the  sufferer  aid, 

Crushed  sorrow's  wail  to  hear, 
To  bind  the  widow's  broken  heart, 

And  dry  the  orphan's  tear. 

4  For  war  with  error  make  him  strong, 

And  sin,  the  soul's  dark  foe — 
But  let  him  humbly  seek  for  truth, 

Where'er  its  waters  flow. 
And  when,  O  Father,  at  the  grave 

He  lays  his  armor  down, 
Give  him  the  victor's  glist'ning  robe, 

The  palm-wreath  and  the  crown. 


739.   c.  M. 

H.  BACON. 

The  same. 

1  Not  for  the  prophet  tongue  of  fire, 

Nor  voice  of  trumpet  tone, 
We  lift  our  prayer,  Immortal  Sire, 
For  him  before  thy  throne. 

2  We  ask  for  wisdom's  gifts  and  grace, 

The  heart  alive  to  love, 
The  earnest  zeal  to  save  our  race, 
All  selfish  aims  above. 

3  Lord,  bless  him  now  !  by  holy  rite, 

We  consecrate  to  thee  ! 
Make  to  his  eye  the  chief  delight 
Christ's  prospering  work  to  see. 

4  Bold  let  him  be  for  truth  and  man, 

For  God  and  righteousness  ! 
Free  let  him  speak  the  gospel  plan, 
And  the  whole  truth  confess. 

5  Be  cloud  and  fire  about  his  way, 

Till  Canaan's  land  is  trod  ! 
Then  o'er  his  grave  thy  church  shall  say, 
He  led  us  to  our  God  ! 


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Installation  Hymn. 

2  We  bless  thy  holy  name, 

That  unto  us  is  given 
The  Spirit's  fervent  flame, 

That  bears  our  soul  to  heaven, 
While  faith  and  hope  around  us  shine, 
Owning  all  worlds,  all  creatures,  thine  ! 

3  Here,  at  thine  altar,  God, 

In  filial  trust  we  bend, 
That  thou  wilt  shed  abroad, 

And  to  all  creatures  send, 
The  sacred  truth,  that  Jesus  came, 
To  bless  us  in  our  Father's  name. 

4  Inspire  our  souls,  we  pray, 

With  wisdom's  sacred  zeal, 
That  here  our  little  day 

Fidelity  may  seal ; 
And  when  the  world  fades  from  our  sight, 
Baptize  us  in  thy  life,— thy  light ! 


741.    H.  M. 

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L.  J.  B.   CASE. 


1  Lord !  on  thy  Zion's  wall 
A  faithful  watchman  stands, 


And  hears  the  solemn  call 
Of  anxious,  waiting  bands, 
Who  seek  along  the  waning  night 
For  heralds  of  thy  coming  light. 


2  Oh,  may  he  never  sleep 
Upon  his  weary  post, 
Nor  shrink,  though  round  him 
The  storm's  embattled  host ; 
But,  whatsoe'er  the  night  may  be, 
Stand  firm  in  duty  and  in  thee  ! 


3  And  let  his  visioned  eye, 
Rest  on  the  truth  sublime, 
That  sin  and  woe  shall  fly 
Before  advancing  time, 
Till  in  thine  own  eternal  day 
The  latest  tear  hath  passed  away. 


4  And,  when  his  watch  is  done, 
Oh,  let  unclouded  light, 
From  heaven's  all-glorious  sun, 
Gleam  on  his  closing  sight : — 
That  all  who  see  his  death  shall  know 
His  spirit  walked  with  thee  below. 


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2  And  to  learn  of  faith  and  lovo, 
Strong  in  sorrow,  pain  and  loss, 
May  we  come  and  rind  them  here, 

In  the  garden,  on  the  cross. 
Like  the  spices  that  enfold 

Ilim  we  love  in  rich  perfume, 
May  our  thoughts  embalm  him  here, 
\Vhilo  he  slumbers  in  the  tomb. 


When  we  watch  by  shrouded  hopes, 

Weeping  at  death's  marble  door, 
May  the  angels  meet  us  here — 

Lo  !  your  Christ  has  gone  before ! 
And  while  we  stand  "  looking  up," 

In  our  faith  and  wonder  lost, 
Here  send  down  thy  Spirit's  power, 

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Faithful  to  his  sacred  vow. 

3  Let  thy  grace  in  mercy  shine  ; 

Never  from  our  souls  depart : 
Guide  us  unto  life  divine  : 
Reign  supreme  in  every  heart : 

4  Let  thy  kingdom  wide  prevail, 

And  thy  love,  from  sea  to  sea ; 
Bring  the  hush  of  sorrow's  wail ; 
Wake  the  anthem  of  the  free. 

5  Then  redemption's  work  is  done  ; 

Sin  no  more  the  soul  enthral ; 
Heaven  and  earth  in  spirit  one, 
Witness,  God  is  all  in  all. 


744.    7s. 

Ordination. 


J.   G.   ADAMS. 


1  Holy  Father  !  from  above 
Let  thy  blessing  on  us  rest : 


With  the  breathings  of  thy  love 
May  this  sacred  hour  be  blest. 


2  Consecrating  hands  we  lay 

On  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord, 
Who,  within  these  courts  to-day 
Takes  new  vows  to  preach  thy  word 

3  Vows  of  faith  in  truth  and  thee  ; 

Help  him,  Lord,  to  keep  them  here ; 
Watchful,  wakeful  may  he  be, 
In  thy  work  and  in  thy  fear. 

4  Give  him  light,  thy  word  to  see  ; 

Speech,  its  riches  to  proclaim  ; 
Souls,  to  bless  his  ministry, 
Born  of  heaven  in  Jesus'  name. 

5  In  his  timely  ministries 

Make  him  faithful  to  the  right ; 
Let  no  fear  of  man  be  his, 

While  his  Lord  he  keeps  in  sight. 

6  When  his  work  is  done  below, 

And  his  rest  is  gained  above, 
May  his  field  of  conflict  show 
How  he  triumphed  in  thy  love. 


278 


ASSOCIATIONS,  ETC. 


PEMBROKE.    C.  M. 


DALMEB. 


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GIBBONS. 

Spread  of  the  Gospel. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  richer  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind  ; 
Unveiling  what  rich  6tores  of  grace 
Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 

3  Lord,  when  6hall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound. 

4  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 

To  spread  the  gospel's  rays  ; 
And  build,  on  sin's  demolished  throne, 
The  temples  of  thy  praise. 

753.  CM. 

I0GAN. 

The  same. 

1  0,  city  of  the  Lord  !  begin 

The  universal  song  : 
And  let  the  scattered  villages 
The  joyful  notes  prolong. 

2  Let  Kedar's  wilderness  afar 

Lift  up  the  lonely  voice  ; 
And  let  the  tenants  of  the  rock 
In  accent  rude  rejoice. 

3  Oh  !  from  the  streams  of  distant  lands 

To  our  Jehovah  sing ; 
And  joyful,  from  the  mountain-tops, 
Shout  to  the  Lord,  the  King. 


4  Let  all  combined,  with  one  accord, 
The  Saviour's  glories  raise, 
Till  in  the  earth's  remotest  bounds 
The  nations  sound  his  praise. 

754.    CM. 

IYRA  OATH. 

God  at   Work  in  his  Ministry. 

1  God's  glory  is  a  wondrous  thing, 

Most  strange  in  all  its  ways, 
And,  of  all  things  on  earth,  least  like 
What  men  agree  to  praise. 

2  0  bless'd  is  he  to  whom  is  given 

The  instinct  that  can  tell 
That  God  is  on  the  field,  when  he 
Is  most  invisible ! 

3  Workmen  of  God  !    0  lose  not  heart, 

But  learn  what  God  is  like  ; 
And  in  the  darkest  battle-field 
Thou  shalt  know  where  to  strike. 

4  And  bless'd  is  he  who  can  divine 

Where  real  riglit  doth  lie, 
And  dares  to  take  the  side  that  seems 
Wrong  to  man's  blindfold  eye  ! 

5  O  learn  to  scorn  the  praise  of  men  ! 

0  learn  to  lose  with  God ! 
For  Jesus  won  the  world  through  shame. 
And  beckons  thee  his  road. 


ASSOCIATIONS,   ETC. 


279 


755.  c.  m. 

0.  WESLEY. 

The  Gospel  for  All. 

1  Lord  !  send  thy  servants  forth 

To  call  the  Hebrews  home  ; 
From  east,  and  west,  and  south,  and  north 
Let  all  the  wanderers  come. 

2  Where'er,  in  lands  unknown, 

The  fugitives  remain, 
Bid  every  creature  help  them  on, 
The  holy  mount  to  gain. 

3  An  offering  to  the  Lord, 

There  let  them  all  be  seen, 
Sprinkled  with  water  and  with  blood, 
In  soul  and  body  clean. 

4  "With  Israel's  myriads  seal'd, 

Let  all  the  nations  meet; 
And  show  the  mystery  fulfill'd — 
Thy  family  complete. 

756.  c.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

The  Morning. 

1  We  wait  in  faith,  in  prayer  we  wait, 

Until  the  happy  hour 
When  God  shall  ope  the  morning  gate, 
By  his  almighty  power. 

2  We  wait  in  faith,  and  turn  our  face 

To  where  the  day-light  springs ; 
Till  he  shall  come  earth's  gloom  to  chase, 

With  healing  on  his  wings. 
8  We  wait  in  faith,  we  wait  in  prayer, 

Till  that  blest  day  shall  shine, 
When  earth  shall  fruits  of  Eden  bear, 

And  all,  0  God,  be  thine  ! 
4  0,  guide  us  till  our  night  is  done  ! 

Until,  from  shore  to  shore, 
Thou,  Lord,  our  everlasting  sun, 

Art  shining  evermore  ! 

757.  c.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

He  maketh  all  things  new. 

1  Almighty  Spirit,  now  behold 

A  world  by  sin  destroyed  ! 
Creative  spirit,  as  of  old 
Move  on  the  formless  void  ! 

2  Give  thou  the  word — the  healing  sound 

Shall  quell  the  deadly  strife, 
And  earth  again,  like  Eden  crowned, 
Bring  forth  the  tree  of  life. 

3  If  sang  the  morning  stars  for  joy 

When  nature  rose  to  view, 
What  strains  shall  angel  harps  employ, 
When  thou  shalt  all  renew  ! 

758.  c.  M. 

MRS.   0.  M.   SAWYER. 

Hymn  for  an  Annual  Convention. 
1  We  gather  in  the  name  of  God, 
And,  bowing  down  the  head, 


We  stretch  our  waiting  hands  abroad, 

And  humbly  ask  for  aid  I 
For  aid,  when  o'er  the  spirit's  day, 

Thick  clouds  of  darkness  rest, 
That  we  may  chase  the  gloom  away, 

And  light  the  darkened  breast ! 

2  For  strength  to  lead  the  poor,  the  weak, 

Who  tread  the  vale  of  years — 
For  pity's  hand  to  dry  the  cheek, 

Where  sorrow  sits  in  tears  ; 
For  hope,  the  beautiful  and  bright, 

That  whispers,  "  Ne'er  despond  !" 
For  faith,  that  through  the  darkest  night 

Still  sees  a  star  beyond ! 

3  Bold  heralds  of  the  cross— 0  God ! 

Undaunted  send  us  forth  ; 
Salvation  be  our  rallying  word  ; 

Our  field — the  boundless  earth  ! 
Love  on  our  lips  and  in  our  soul, 

Our  labors  never  done, 
0  sovereign  Maker ! — till  the  goal 

By  all  at  last  be  won  ! 


759.    c.  M. 

The  same. 


HYMNS   OF  ZION. 


1  Joined  in  a  union  firm  and  strong, 

No  foe  our  ranks  can  break ; 
To  victory  we  press  along, 

And  glorious  warfare  make. 
Our  fervent  prayers  shall  still  prevail 

Against  a  host  of  sins  ; 
And  angels  every  Christian  hail 

Whose  love  a  conquest  wins. 

2  Then  let  our  ranks,  more  closely  joined, 

With  shield  and  buckler  stand  ; 
A  kingdom  we  at  last  shall  find, 

The  promised  spirit  land. 
Let  all  with  harmony  of  voice, 

In  lofty  praises  join  ; 
Let  every  soul  in  Christ  rejoice, 

With  rapture  all  divine. 

760.    c.  M. 

METHODIST  COIX. 

Close  of  an  Association. 

1  Through  thee  we  now  together  came, 

In  singleness  of  heart; 
We  met,  O  Jesus,  in  thy  name, 
And  in  thy  name  we  part. 

2  We  part  in  body,  not  in  mind  ; 

Our  minds  continue  one  ; 
And,  each  to  each  in  Jesus  joined, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

3  Our  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God ; 

Our  life  shall  soon  appear, 
And  shed  his  glory  all  abroad 
In  all  his  members  here. 


280 


ASSOCIATIONS,   ETC. 


TOPLADY.    7s. 


UNKNOWN. 


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Missionary  Hymn. 
2  Go  !  to  many  a  tropic  isle, 
In  the  bosom  of  the  deep, 
Where  the  skies  forever  smile, 

And  the  oppressed  forever  weep  ! 
O'er  the  negro's  night  of  care 

Pour  the  living  light  of  heaven; 
Chase  away  the  fiend  despair, 
Bid  him  hope  to  be  forgiven ! 


3  Where  the  golden  gates  of  day 
Open  on  the  palmy  east, 

Wide  the  bleeding  cross  display, 
Spread  the  gospel's  richest  feast : 

Circumnavigate  the  ball, 
Visit  every  soil  and  sea  ; 

Preach  the  cross  of  Christ  to  all- 
Jesus'  love  is  full  and  free  ! 


ASSOCIATIONS,    ETC. 


281 


BAHNMAIER.    7s. 


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T.    P.    RYDER. 


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762.    7s. 

BRYANT. 

.4  Blessing  invoked  on  Christian  Teachers. 

2  Source  of  truth,  whose  rays  alone 

Light  the  mighty  world  of  mind ; 
God  of  love,  who  from  thy  throne 
Kindly  watchest  all  mankind ; 

3  Shed  on  those,  who  in  thy  name 

Teach  the  way  of  truth  and  right, 
Shed  that  love's  undying  flame, 
Shed  that  wisdom's  guiding  light. 


763.    7s. 

BAHX1LAJ] 

Diffusion  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Spread,  oh  spread,  thou  mighty  word, 
Spread  the  kingdom  of  the  Lord, 
Wheresoe'er  his  breath  has  given 
Life  to  beings  meant  for  heaven. 

2  Tell  them  of  the  spirit  given 
Now,  to  guide  us  up  to  heaven, 
Strong  and  holy,  just  and  true, 
"Working  both  to  will  and  do. 

3  Word  of  life,  most  pure  and  strong, 
Lo  !  for  thee  the  nations  long  ; 
Spread,  till  from  its  dreary  night 
All  the  world  awakes  to  light. 

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4  Lord  of  all  men,  let  there  be 
Joy  and  strength  to  work  for  thee, 
Let  the  nations  far  and  near 
See  thy  light,  and  learn  thy  fear. 


764.    7s. 

MONTGOMERY. 

Praise  for  the  Spread  of  Truth. 

1  Thank  and  praise  Jehovah's  name, 

For  his  mercies  firm  and  sure, 
From  eternity  the  same, 
To  eternity  endure. 

2  Let  the  ransomed  thus  rejoice, 

Gathered  out  of  every  land ; 
As  the  people  of  his  choice, 

Plucked  from  the  destroyer's  hand. 

3  O  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord 

For  his  goodness  to  their  race ; 
For  the  wonders  of  his  word, 
And  the  riches  of  his  grace. 

4  Then,  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 

Joyful  songs  to  thee  shall  rise, 

And  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord, 

Who  regards  our  humble  cries. 


282 


ASSOCIATIONS,   ETC. 


WEBB.    7  &  8s. 


G.    J.    WEBB. 


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T/ie  Z?#fa  o/"  *Ae  Gospel. 

2  Rich  dews  of  grace  come  o'er  us, 

In  many  a  gentle  shower, 
And  brighter  scenes  before  us 

Are  opening  every  hour  : 
Each  cry  to  heaven  going, 

Abundant  answer  brings, 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing, 

With  peace  upon  their  wings. 

3  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing, — 

A  nation  in  a  day. 


S.   F.  SMITH. 


Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thy  onward  way ; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay ; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home, 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  "  The  Lord  is  come." 

766.     7  &  6s. 

Missionary  Hymn. 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

Prom  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric'6  sunny  fountains 

Boll  down  their  golden  sand ; 
Prom  many  an  ancient  river, 

Prom  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 


ASSOCIATIONS,   ETC. 


233 


2  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation,  O  salvation ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

3  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  Renovator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 


767.     7  &  6s. 

ANONT 

Universal  Hallelujah. 

1  When  shall  the  voice  of  singing 

Flow  joyfully  along  1 
When  hill  and  valley  ringing 

With  one  triumphant  song, 
Proclaim  the  contest  ended, 

And  him,  who  once  was  slain, 
Again  to  earth  descended, 

In  righteousness  to  reign  ? 

2  Then  from  the  craggy  mountains 

The  sacred  shout  shall  fly, 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains 

Shall  echo  the  reply ; 
High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
The  hallelujah  swelling 

In  one  eternal  sound. 


768.    7  &  6s. 

AN0NYM01 

The  Gospel  Banner. 

1  Now  be  the  gospel  banner 

In  every  land  unfurled  ; 
And  be  the  shout  "  Hosanna !" 

Re-echoed  through  the  world ; 
Till  every  isle  and  nation, 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue, 
Receive  the  great  salvation, 

And  join  the  happy  throng. 

2  What  though  the  embattled  legions 

Of  earth  and  hell  combine  1 

His  arm,  throughout  their  regions, 

Shall  soon  resplendent  shine : 


Ride  on,  0  Lord  !  victorious, 
Immanuel,  Prince  of  peace  ! 

Thy  triumph  shall  he  glorious, — 
Thy  empire  still  increase. 

3  Yes — thou  shalt  reign  forever, 

0  Jesus,  King  of  kings  ! 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favor, 

Each  ransomed  captive  sings  : 
The  isles  for  thee  are  waiting, 

The  deserts  learn  thy  praise ; 
While  hills  and  valleys  greeting, 

The  song  responsive  raise. 


769.    7  &  6s. 


Annual    Convention. 


j.  a.  ADAMS. 


1  Our  Father — ever  living  ! 

Once  more  thy  children  come, 
With  joy  and  true  thanksgiving, 

To  this  their  gospel  home. 
United — from  dissension 

Kept  by  thy  goodness  free — 
Again  in  glad  convention 

Our  vows  we  pay  to  thee. 


2  The  past !  its  ways  are  beaming 

With  thy  sure  mercies,  Lord— 
Thy  truth  and  grace  redeeming, 

Sent  o'er  the  earth  abroad, 
The  hoary  shrines  of  error 

Have  cast  aside  ;  and  free 
From  darkness,  doubt,  and  terror, 

Its  children  come  to  thee. 


3  The  present !  loudly  sounding, 

Its  cheering  tones  are  heard ; 
Be  our  full  hearts  abounding 

In  its  strong  hope  and  word  ! 
Be  strength  and  wisdom,  Father ! 

Bestowing  what  we  need, 
Truth's  harvest-sheaves  to  gather, 

Christ's  kingdom  here  to  speed. 


4  The  future !  indications 

Of  mightier  works  are  there  : 
Truth's  promised  revelations  ; 

Thine  arm  of  power  made  bare ; 
From  sin's  dread  reign  exemption ; 

Man's  life  in  Christ,  divine  ; 
The  erring  world's  redemption; 

The  glory,  Father,  thine ! 


284 


ASSOCIATIONS,   ETC 


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MRS.   SIQOCRNEY. 

The  Gospel  for  All. 
Where  the  arctic  ocean  thunders, 

Where  the  tropics  fiercely  glow, 
Broadly  spread  its  page  of  wonders, 

Brightly  bid  its  radiance  flow. 
India  marks  its  lustre  stealing, 

Shiv'ring  Greenland  loves  its  rays, 
Afric,  'mid  her  deserts  kneeling, 

Lifts  the  untaught  strain  of  praise. 


3  Rude  in  speech,  or  grim  in  feature, 

Dark  in  spirit  though  they  be, 
Show  that  light  to  every  creature, 

Prince  or  vassal — bond  or  free. 
Lo  !  they  haste  to  every  nation, 

Host  on  host  the  ranks  supply, 
Onward  1 — Christ  is  your  salvation, 

And  your  death  is  victory. 


ASSOCIATIONS,   ETC. 


285 


771.  8  &  7s. 

A.  C  COXE. 

Western  Missions. 

1  Westward,  Lord,  the  world  alluring, 

As  thy  risen  day-star  beamed, 
And,  the  sinking  soul  assuring, 

O'er  the  world's  wide  ocean  streamed. 
Westward,  still,  the  midnight  breaking, 

Westward,  still,  its  light  be  poured ! 
Heathen,  thy  possession  making, 

Utmost  lands  thy  dwelling,  Lord  ! 

2  Westward,  where  the  waving  prairie, 

Dark  as  slumbering  ocean,  lies, 
Let  thy  starlight,  Son  of  Mary, 

O'er  the  shadowed  billows  rise  ! 
Here  be  heard,  ye  herald  voices, 

Till  the  Lord  his  glory  shows, 
And  the  lonely  place  rejoices 

With  the  bloom  of  Sharon's  rose. 

3  Where  the  wilderness  is  lying, 

And  the  trees  of  ages  nod, 
Westward,  in  the  desert  crying, 

Make  a  highway  for  our  God. 
Westward,  till  the  church  be  kneeling 

In  the  forest  ailes  so  dim, 
And  the  wild-wood's  arches  pealing 

With  the  people's  holy  hymn. 

772.  8&7s. 

URWICK'S  COLL. 

The  Dark   World  Enlightened. 

1  O  thou  sun  of  glorious  splendor, 

Rise  with  healing  in  thy  wing ; 
Chase  away  these  shades  of  darkness, 
Holy  light  and  comfort  bring. 

2  Take  thy  power,  almighty  Saviour ; 

Claim  the  nations  for  thine  own  ; 
Reign,  thou  Lord  of  life  and  glory, 
Till  each  heart  becomes  thy  throne. 

773.  8  &  7s. 

SELECT  HYMNS. 

Consecration  to  the   Work. 

1  While  the  heralds  of  salvation 

God's  abounding  grace  proclaim, 
Let  his  friends  of  every  station 
Gladly  join  to  spread  his  name. 

2  May  his  kingdom  be  promoted  ; 

May  the  world  the  Saviour  know : 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted ; 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 

3  Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations ; 

Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above ; 
Shout,  with  joyful  acclamations, 
His  divine,  victorious  love. 

774.  8  &  7s. 

,    •  CHRISTIAN  CITIZEN. 

"As  ye  go,  Preach  I" 
1  Onward,  upward,  never  falter  ! 
Ye  who  labor  in  God's  name  ! 


Time  may  change,  and  men  may  alter, 
But  your  work  remains  the  same. 

2  Preach  the  gospel  to  eacli  nation  ! 

Plainly,  eloquently  preach, 
Till  the  message  of  salvation 
Every  human  soul  shall  reach. 

3  O  let  not  earth's  hopes  be  blighted, 

By  your  mad  sectarian  strife  ; 
Christians  ought  to  be  united 
On  the  battle  field  of  life. 

4  When  the  Son  of  God  descended 

To  redeem  our  fallen  race, 
That  to  man  might  be  extended 
The  rich  blessings  of  his  grace  : 

5  Angels  left  their  homes  in  glory  ! 

And  the  bright  and  glorious  throng 
Shouted  forth  the  wondrous  story, 
Chanted  loud  the  advent  song. 

775.*     8,  7  &  4s. 

P.   WILLIAMS. 

Prayer  for  the  spread  of  the  Gospel. 

1  O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 

Cheered  by  no  celestial  ray, 
Sun  of  righteousness  !  arising, 
Bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  day ; 

Send  the  gospel 
To  the  earth's  remotest  bound. 

2  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness — 

Grant  them,  Lord  !  the  glorious  light ; 
And,  from  the  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night ; 

And  redemption, 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

3  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel ! 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease ; 
May  thy  lasting,  wide  dominions, 
Multiply  and  still  increase  ; 

Sway  thy  sceptre, 
Saviour  !  all  the  world  around. 

776.*     8,  7  &  5s. 

KELLY. 

Truth  Spreading. 

1  Look,  ye  saints  !  the  day  is  breaking  ; 

Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand ; 
God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking 
By  his  word  in  every  land  : 

Day  advances — 
Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 

2  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious  ! 

Let  thy  people  see  thy  power  ; 
Let  the  gospel  be  victorious 

Through  the  world  forevermore  : 

Then  shall  idols 
Perish,  while  thy  saints  adore. 


'  Sing  Wicklow,  page  212,  or  Greenville. 


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ANONYMOUS. 

"Stand  for  the  Right." 

2  Nay,  bend  not  to  the  swelling  surge 

Of  public  sneer  and  wrong, 
'Twill  bear  thee  on  to  ruin's  verge, 
With  current  wild  and  strong. 

3  Stand  for  the  right !  though  falsehood  rail, 

And  proud  lips  coldly  sneer — 
A  poisoned  arrow  cannot  wound 
A  conscience  pure  and  clear. 

4  Stand  for  the  right !  proclaim  it  loud, 

Thou'lt  find  an  answering  tone, 
In  honest  hearts,  and  thou'lt  no  more 
Be  doomed  to  stand  alone. 


778.     C.  M. 
"Break  every  Yoke." 


ANONYMOUS. 


1  "  Break  every  yoke,"  the  gospel  cries, 

"And  let  th'  oppressed  go  free  ;" 
Let  every  burdened  captive  rise, 
And  taste  sweet  liberty. 

2  Lord  !  when  shall  man  thy  voice  obey, 

And  rend  each  iron  chain  ? 
O  !  when  shall  love  its  golden  sway 
O'er  all  the  earth  maintain'? 


3  Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 

And  melt  th'  oppressor's  heart ; 
Send  swift  deliverance  to  the  slave, 
And  bid  his  woes  depart. 

4  With  joy  and  gladness  crown  his  day, 

And  fill  his  heart  with  love  ; 
Teach  him  the  straight  and  only  way 
That  leads  to  rest  above. 


779.    C.  M. 

PEABODT. 

"  Who  is  my  Neighbor  ?" 

1  Who  is  thy  neighbor  ?     He  whom  thou 

Hast  power  to  aid  or  bless  ; 
Whose  aching  heart  or  burning  brow 
Thy  hand  may  soothe  or  press. 

2  Thy  neighbor'?  he  who  drinks  the  cup 

When  sorrow  drowns  the  brim  ; 
With  words  of  high  sustaining  hope, 
Go  thou  and  comfort  him. 

3  Thy  neighbor  ?  'tis  the  weary  slave, 

Fettered  in  mind  and  limb  ; 
He  hath  no  hope  this  side  the  grave; 
Go  thou  and  ransom  him. 

4  Thy  neighbor  ?  pass  no  mourner  by, 

Perhaps  thou  canst  redeem 

A  breaking  heart  from  misery; 

Go,  share  thy  lot  with  him. 


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780.  c.  M. 

FRENCH. 

Giving  and  Receiving. 

1  Make  channels  for  the  streams  of  love, 

Whore  they  may  broadly  run  ; 
And  love  has"  overflowing  streams, 
To  All  them  every  one. 

2  But  if  at  any  time  we  cease 

Such  channels  to  provide, 
The  very  fount  of  love  for  us 
Will  soon  be  parched  and  dried. 

3  For  we  must  share,  if  we  would  keep 

That  blessing  from  above  ; 
Ceasing  to  give,  we  cease  to  have  ; — 
Such  is  the  law  of  love. 

781.  C.  M. 

LUTHERAN  COLL. 

Charity. 

1  Go  to  the  pillow  of  disease, 

Where  night  gives  no  repose, 
And  on  the  cheek  where  sickness  preys, 
Bid  health  to  plant  the  rose. 

2  Go  where  the  friendless  stranger  lies  ; 

To  perish  is  his  doom  : 
Snatch  from  the  grave  his  closing  eyes, 
And  bring  his  blessing  home. 

3  Thus  what  our  heavenly  Father  gave 

Shall  we  as  freely  give  ; 
Thus  copy  him  who  lived  to  save, 
And  died  that  we  might  live. 

782.  cm. 

B.  NICOLL. 

Honor  all  Men. 

1  I  may  not  scorn  the  meanest  thing 

That  on  the  earth  doth  crawl ; 
The  slave  who  would  not  burst  his  chain, 
The  tyrant  in  his  hall. 

2  The  vile  oppressor  who  hath  made 

The  widowed  mother  mourn, 
Though  worthless,  soulless,  he  may  stand, 
I  cannot,  dare  not  scorn. 

3  The  darkest  night  that  shrouds  the  sky, 

Of  beauty  hath  a  share  : 
The  blackest  heart  hath  sighs,  to  tell 
That  God  stil]  lingers  there. 

783.  C.  M. 

CROSSWELL. 

"  To  do  good  and  to  communicate  forget  not." 

1  Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went, 

By  lane  and  cell  obscure, 
And*  let  our  treasures  still  be  spent, 
Like  his,  upon  the  poor. 

2  Like  him,  through  scenes  of  deep  distress, 

"Who  bore  the  world's  sad  weight, 
We,  in  their  gloomy  loneliness, 
Would  seek  the  desolate. 


3  Small  are  the  offerings  we  can  make  ; 
Yet  thou  hast  taught  us,  Lord, 
If  given  for  the  Saviour's  sake, 
They  lose  not  their  reward. 

784.  C.  M. 

MILTON. 

Ministry  with  the  Needy. 

1  Defend  the  poor  and  desolate, 

And  rescue  from  the  hands 

Of  wicked  men  the  low  estate 

Of  him  that  help  demands. 

2  Regard  the  weak  and  fatherless, 

Despatch  the  poor  man's  cause, 
And  raise  the  man  in  deep  distress 
By  just  and  equal  laws. 

3  Rise,  God  !  judge  thou  the  earth  in  might, 

The  oppressed  land  redress  ; 
For  thou  art  he  who  shall  by  right 
The  nations  all  possess. 

785.  C.  M. 

MRS.   BARBAULD. 

"Blessed  are  the  Merciful." 

1  Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 

Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  raised  in  vain  : — 

2  Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmth, 

A  stranger's  woes  to  feel ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

3  To  gentle  offices  of  love 

His  feet  are  never  slow ; 
He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

4  Peace  from  the  bosom  of  his  God 

The  Saviour's  grace  shall  give  ; 
And  when  he  kneels  before  the  throne, 
His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 

786.  cm. 

MONTGOMERY. 

Plea  for  Poor  Children. 

1  Friends  of  the  poor,  the  young,  the  weak  ! 

Regard  our  humble  train, 
Compassion  at  your  hands  we  seek ; 
Shall  children  plead  in  vain  ? 

2  Have  you  no  dear  ones  round  your  hearth 

As  weak  and  young  as  we  1 
Think,  if  like  ours  had  been  their  birth, 
Could  you  resist  their  plea  ? 

3  Have  you  not  known  a  Saviour's  grace, 

For  man's  redemption  slain  ? 
Behold  that  Saviour  in  our  place  ; 
Shall  Jesus  plead  in  vain  ? 

4  No  !  by  his  early  griefs  and  tears, 

When  poor  and  young  as  we  ; 
By  all  his  woes  in  after  years, 
Accept  our  Saviour's  plea. 


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KEDRON.    C.  M. 


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787.    C.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

G7on/  to  GW,  through  peace  on  earth. 

2  Good  will  to  men  !     0  God,  we  hail 
This  of  thy  law  the  sum  ; 
For  as  this  shall  o'er  earth  prevail, 
So  shall  thy  kingdom  come  ! 


788.    C.  M. 

The  same. 


MRS.   LTVERMORE. 


1  No  warlike  sounds  awoke  the  night, 

Announcing  Jesus'  birth, 
But  angels  borne  on  wings  of  light, 
Who  chanted  "  Peace  on  earth  !" 

2  Not  in  the  warrior's  armor  mailed 

Was  Christ  the  Saviour  found  ; 
Not  striving,  when  by  wrath  assailed, 
Nor  with  the  laurel  crowned. 

3  But  meek  and  lowly  was  his  life, 

The  gentle  Prince  of  Peace, 
Whose  law  condemns  the  hostile  strife, 
And  bids  dissensions  cease. 

4  Then  let  the  war-cry  ne'er  be  rung 

Beneath  the  smiling  sky, 
Nor  to  the  clouds  the  banner  flung 
That  tells  of  victory. 


5  But  let  the  blissful  period  haste, 
When,  hushed  the  cannon's  roar, 
The  sword  shall  cease  mankind  to  waste, 
And  war  shall  be  no  more. 


789.   L.  m. 

Progress  of  Truth. 


J.   RICHARDSON. 


1  That  stream  of  truth — a  silver  thread, 
Scarce  known,  save  by  its  fountain-head — 
Now  onward  pours,  a  mighty  flood, 
And  fills  the  new-formed  world  with  good. 


2  Where'er  that  living  fountain  flows, 
New  life  its  healing  wave  bestows, 
And  man,  from  sin's  conniptions  free, 
Inspires  with  its  own  purity. 


3  A  spirit  breathed  from  Zion's  hill, 
In  holy  hearts  is  living  still, — 
That  Comforter  from  heaven  above, 
The  presence  of  celestial  love. 


4  O,  may  this  spirit  ever  be 
Our  bond  of  peace  and  unity  ! 
Thus  shall  we  teach,  as  Christ  began, 
Through  love,  the  brotherhood  of  man. 


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ORLAND.    L.  M, 


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790.   L.  M. 

ADDf  BAIXOtJ. 

The  True  Power  Needed. 

1  Not  individual  souls  alone 

Eequire  the  new  and  heavenly  birth, 
Society  in  sin  up-grown, 
Needs  Christianizing  o'er  the  earth. 


2  True  righteousness  must  be  the 

For  man  combined  or  isolate  ; 
The  happiness  of  all  its  aim, 
In  family,  or  teeming  state-. 

3  The  principles  by  Jesus  taught 

Must  be  impartially  applied, 
And  social  institutions  brought, 
With  laws  divine  to  coincide. 


4  'Tis  ours  to  speed  this  glorious  change, 

This  renovation  to  prepare, 
Its  introduction  to  arrange, 
And  in  its  future  triumphs  share. 

5  Thus  heaven  and  earth  shall  be  renewed, 

By  God's  regenerating  word, 
Our  wayward  race  to  Christ  subdued, 
And  EdeiVs  harmony  restored. 
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791.    L.  M. 

MRS.   NICHOLS. 

Anniversary  of  an  Orphan  Asylum. 

1  Our  Father !  we  may  lisp  that  name, 

When  lowly  at  thy  feet  we  bow ; 
Thy  little  children  lightly  blame, 
For  thou'rt  our  only  parent  now ! 

2  We  are  a  stricken,  humble  band, 

With  hearts  that  thrill  to  words  of  love, 
And  cling  confiding  to  the  hand 
That  points  us  to  a  home  above. 

3  Though  'mong  the  lowly  of  the  earth, 

Contented  with  our  homely  fare, 
How  cheerful  was  the  orphan's  hearth 
Before  cold  death  had  entered  there  ! 


4  No  mother's  voice  soothes  us  to  rest — 
No  father's  smile  our  vision  greets  : 
Yet  we've  a  home  in  every  breast 
That  with  a  tender  feeling  beats. 


5  And  thou  hast  raised  us  many  a  friend, 
Not  bound  by  ties  of  kindred  blood  ; 
Then  let  our  hearts  in  praver  ascend 
To  thee,  our  Father— Saviour— God ! 


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SECURITY.    L.  M. 


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Tte  Poor. 

2  To  whom  with  more  acceptance  rise 

The  words  of  mercy's  voice  divine, 
Than  pompous  rites,  or  sacrifice 

Of  flocks  and  herds,  of  oil  and  wine. 

3  "Where'er  the  poor  our  aid  demand, 

Teach  us  with  ready  steps  to  move  ; 
Give  us  the  zealous  heart  and  hand 
To  do  the  work  of  Christian  love ; — 

4  The  downcast  spirit  to  revive, 

The  fainting  heart  with  joy  to  bless; 
To  bid  the  solitary  live — 

The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

5  Thus  will  we  thank  thee  that  thy  grace 

Inclined  our  feet  in  paths  to  go, 
Where  shines  that  brightness  of  thy  face 
Which  the  obedient  only  know. 

793.  L.  M. 

CAROLINE  SEWAED. 

Prayer  for  the  Oppressed. 

1  Lord  !  when  thine  ancient  people  cried, 

Oppressed  with  chains  by  Egypt's  king, 
Thou  didst  th'  Arabian  sea  divide, 
And  forth  thy  fainting  Israel  bring. 

2  In  this  our  day,  this  Christian  land 

Groans  with  the  anguish  of  the  slave  ; 
Lord  God  of  hosts  !  stretch  forth  thy  hand, 
Not  shortened  that  it  cannot  save. 


3  Roll  back  the  swelling  tide  of  sin, 

The  lust  of  gain,  the  lust  of  power ; 
The  day  of  freedom  usher  in  ; 
0  !  hasten  on  the  appointed  hour. 

4  How  long  shall  bondmen  be  forgot  ? 

We  watch,  we  weep,  we  cry  to  thee ; 
Th'  oppressor  hears,  yet  heedeth  not  ; 
Come  !  captive  lead  captivity. 


794.   L.  M. 

For  the  Prisoner. 


MISS  FLETCHEB. 


1  Father !  we  pray  for  those  who  dwell 
Within  the  prison's  gloomy  cell ! 

For  those  whose  souls  are  bending  low 
Beneath  the  weight  of  guilt  and  woe  ! 

2  Thy  love  hath  kept  our  thorny  way, 
And  saved  us  from  sin's  iron  sway ; 
Our  brethren  in  a  weaker  hour 
Have  yielded  to  temptation's  power. 

3  Teach  us  with  humble  hearts  to  feel, 
How  darkly  on  our  brows  the  seal 
Of  guilt  might  now  perchance  be  set, 
Had  we  the  same  temptation  met. 

4  Then  while  the  error  we  would  shun, 
We  still  would  aid  the  erring  one 
To  turn  from  sin's  unpitying  sway, 
To  virtue's  fair  and  pleasant  way. 


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795.  L.  M. 

MRS.   MATO. 

The  same. 

1  Oh  shut  not  out  sweet  pity's  ray 

From  souls  now  clouded  o'er  by  sin ; 
Touch  their  deep  springs,  and  let  the  day 
Of  Christian  love  flow  freely  in. 

2  Send  them  kind  missions,  though  their  feet 

No  more  again  the  world  may  tread ; 
Some  pulse  of  better  life  may  beat 

In  hearts  that  seem  unmoved  and  dead. 

3  'Tis  just  that  they  should  bear  the  pain 

Of  keen  remorse  and  guilty  shame  ; 
But  scorn  may  drive  to  crime  again— 
"lis  only  love  that  can  reclaim. 

796.  L.  M. 

SARGENT. 

Temperance  Hymn. 

1  Slavery  and  death  the  cup  contains  : 

Dash  to  the  earth  the  poisoned  bowl ! 
Softer  than  silk  are  iron  chains 

Compared  with  those  that  chafe  the  soul. 

2  Hosanna,  Lord,  to  thee  we  sing, 

Whose  power  the  giant  fiend  obeys ; 
What  countless  thousands  tribute  bring, 
For  happier  homes  and  brighter  days  ! 

3  Thou  wilt  not  break  the  bruised  reed, 

Nor  leave  the  broken  heart  unbound  : 
The  wife  regains  a  husband  freed  ! 
The  orphan  clasps  a  father  found ! 

4  Spare,  Lord,  the  thoughtless ;  guide  the  blind ; 

Till  man  no  more  shall  deem  it  just 
To  live  by  forging  chains  to  bind 
His  weaker  brother  in  the  dust. 

797.  L.  M. 

MRS.   SIGOURNET. 

For  a  Temperance  Anniversary. 

1  We  praise  thee,  if  one  rescued  soul, 

While  the  past  year  prolonged  its  flight, 
Turned,  shuddering  from  the  poisonous  bowl, 
To  health,  and  liberty,  and  light. 

2  We  praise  thee,  if  one  clouded  home, 

Where  broken  hearts  despairing  pined, 
Beheld  the  sire  and  husband  come 
Erect  and  in  his  perfect  mind. 

3  Still  give  us  grace,  almighty  King  ! 

Unwavering  at  our  posts  to  stand, 
Till  grateful  to  thy  shrine  we  bring 
The  tribute  of  a  ransomed  land. 

798.  L.  M. 

WHTTTIER. 

Mercy  and  not  Sacrifice. 

1  0  thou,  at  whose  rebuke  the  grave 
Back  to  warm  life  the  sleeper  gftve, 
Who,  waking,  saw  with  joy,  above, 
A  brother's  face  of  tenderest  love ; — 


2  Thou,  unto  whom  the  blind  and  lame, 
The  sorrowing  and  the  sin-sick  came  ; 
The  burden  of  thy  holy  faith, 

Was  love  and  life,  not  hate  and  death. 

3  O,  once  again  thy  healing  lay 

On  the  blind  eyes  which  know  thee  not, 
And  let  the  light  of  thy  pure  day 
Shine  in  upon  the  darkened  thought ! 

4  O,  touch  the  hearts  of  men,  and  show 
The  power  which  in  forbearance  lies  ; 
And  let  them  learn  that  mercy  now 
Is  better  than  old  sacrifice. 

799.  L.  M. 

TnilTTIEB. 

Freedom  Meeting  on  the  Fourth  of  July. 

1  0  thou,  whose  presence  went  before 

Our  fathers  in  their  weary  way, 
As  with  thy  chosen  moved  of  yore 
The  fire  by  night,  the  cloud  by  day  ! 

2  When,  from  each  temple  of  the  free, 

A  nation's  song  ascends  to  heaven, 
Most  holy  Father,  unto  thee 

Now  let  our  humble  prayer  be  given. 

3  And  grant,  0  Father,  that  the  time 

Of  earth's  deliverance  may  be  near, 
When  every  land,  and  tongue,  and  clime, 
The  message  of  thy  love  shall  hear ; — 

4  When,  smitten,  as  with  fire  from  heaven, 

The  captive's  chain  shall  sink  in  dust, 
And  to  his  fettered  soul  be  given 
The  glorious  freedom  of  the  just. 

800.  L-  M. 

LTVERMORE. 

Redeeming  Power  of  Love. 

1  What  precept,  Jesus,  is  like  thine, — 

Forgive,  as  ye  would  be  forgiven  ! 
In  this  we  see  the  power  divine, 

Which  shall  transform  our  earth  to  heaven. 

2  0,  not  the  harsh  and  scornful  word 

The  victory  over  wrong  can  gain, 
Not  the  dark  prison,  or  the  sword, 
The  shackle,  or  the  weary  chain. 

3  'Twas  heaven,  that  formed  the  holy  plan 

To  lead  the  wanderer  home  to  love ; 
Thus  let  us  save  our  brother  man, 
And  imitate  our  God  above. 

801.  L.  M. 

STERLING 

Christian  Hope  and  Action. 

1  Still  hope,  still  act !     Be  sure  that  life, 

The  source  and  strength  of  every  good, 
Wastes  down  in  feeling's  empty  strife, 
And  dies  in  dreaming's  sickly  mood. 

2  To  toil  in  tasks  however  mean, 

For  all  we  know  of  right  and  true, 
In  this  alone  our  worth  is  seen  ; 
'Tis  this  we  were  ordained  to  do. 


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802.  s.  m. 

MISS  MARTLNEAU. 

"  Come,  Lord  Jesus." 

2  Hark !  herald  voices  near, 
Lead  on  thy  happier  day  ; 
Come,  Lord,  and  our  hosannas  hear  ! 
We  wait  to  strew  thy  way. 

803.  s.  M. 

MONTGOMERY 

Active  Effort  to  do  Good. 

1  Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed ; 

At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand ; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed ; 
Broadcast  it  o'er  the  land  ; 

2  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  streftgth, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

3  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain ; 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

804.  s.  M. 

J0H5S. 

The  Brotherhood  Realized. 

1  Hush,  the  loud  cannon's  roar, 
The  frantic  warrior's  call ! 
Why  should  the  earth  be  drenched  in  gore  3 
Are  we  not  brothers  all  ? 


2  Want,  from  the  wretch  depart ! 

Chains,  from  the  captive  fall ! 
Sweet  mercy,  melt  the  oppressor's  heart,— 
Sufferers  are  brothers  all. 

3  Churches  and  sects,  strike  down 

Each  mean  partition-wall ! 
Let  love  each  harsher  feeling  drown, — 
Christians  are  brothers  all. 

4  Let  love  and  truth  alone 

Hold  human  hearts  in  thrall, 
That  heaven  its  work  at  length  may  own, 
And  men  be  brothers  all. 


805.   S.  M. 

The  same. 


GDLFILUN. 


1  No  field  of  vict'ry  won 

With  blade  and  battle  brand  ; 
A  nobler  triumph  shall  be  ours — 
A  bright  and  happy  land. 

2  Too  long  the  man  of  blood 

Hath  ruled  without  control, 
Nor  widow's  tears,  nor  orphan's  sighs, 
Could  touch  his  iron  soul ! 

3  Come,  man,  to  brother  man, 

Come  in  the  bond  of  peace ! 
Let  strife  and  war,  with  all  their  train 
Of  dark'ning  horrors  cease. 


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806.   s.  M. 

The  same. 


MISS  FLETCHEB. 


1  We  come  to  thee,  O  God, 

With  hushed  and  solemn  strain  ; 

We  come  to  plead  for  those  who  lie 

Bound  with  the  prisoner's  chain. 

2  0,  give  them  contrite  hearts, 

To  feel  their  fearful  sin, 
And  give  to  us  a  patient  faith 
Those  erring  ones  to  win. 

3  Give  us  to  love  thy  law, 

The  paths  of  vice  to  shun, 
But  never  harshly  dare  to  spurn 
The  suffering  sinful  one. 


807.   s.  M. 

ETTFIEl 

Mercy  and  Forgiveness. 

1  I  hear  the  voice  of  woe ! 

I  hear  a  brother's  sigh  ! 
Then  let  my  heart  with  pity  flow, 
With  tears  of  love,  my  eye. 

2  I  hear  the  thirsty  cry  ! 

The  hungry  beg  for  bread ! 
Then  let  my  spring  its  stream  supply, 
My  hand  its  bounty  shed. 

3  The  debtor  humbly  sues, 

Who  would,  but  cannot  pay ; 
And  shall  I  lenity  refuse, 
Who  need  it  every  day  ? 

4  And  shall  not  wrath  relent, 

Touched  by  that  humble  strain, 
My  brother  crying,  "  I  repent, 
Nor  will  offend  again  V 

5  How  else,  on  soaring  wing, 

Can  hope  bear  high  my  prayer, 
Up  to  thy  throne,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  plead  for  pardon  there  ? 


808.*    6  &  4s. 

The  Poor. 

Lord,  from  thy  blessed  throne, 
Sorrow  look  down  upon  ! 

God  save  the  poor  ! 
Teach  them  true  liberty, 


Make  them  from  tyrants  free, 
Let  their  homes  happy  he  ! 
God  save  the  poor  ! 

2  The  arms  of  wicked  men 

Do  thou  with  might  restrain, — 

God  save  the  poor ! 
Raise  thou  their  lowliness, 
Succor  thou  their  distress, 
Thou  whom  the  meanest  bless  ! 

God  save  the  poor  ! 

3  Give  them  stanch  honesty, 
Let  their  pride  manly  be, — 

God  save  the  poor  ! 
Help  them  to  hold  the  right, 
Give  them  both  truth  and  might, 
Lord  of  all  life  and  light ! 

God  save  the  poor  ! 


809.*     6  &  4s. 

PIERPOST 

A  Temperance  Hymn  for  Children. 

1  Let  the  still  air  rejoice — 
Be  every  youthful  voice 

Blended  in  one ; 
While  we  renew  our  strain 
To  him,  with  joy  again, 
Who  sends  the  evening  rain, 

And  morning  sun. 


His  hand  in  beauty  gives 

Each  flower  and  plant  that  lives, 

Each  sunny  rill ; 
Springs  !  which  our  footsteps  meet — 
Fountains  !  our  lips  to  greet — 
Waters  !  whose  taste  is  sweet, 

On  rock  and  hill. 


Each  summer  bird  that  sings 
Drinks,  from  dear  nature's  springs, 

Her  early  dew ; 
And  the  refreshing  shower 
Falls  on  each  herb  and  flower, 
Giving  it  life  and  power, 

Fragrant  and  new. 

So  let  each  faithful  child 
Drink  of  this  fountain  mild, 

From  early  youth ; 
Then  shall  the  song  we  raise 
Be  heard  in  future  days — 
Ours  be  the  pleasant  ways 

Of  peace  and  truth. 


[25*] 


*  Sing  Italian  Hymn,  page  71,  or  America,  page  117. 


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810.     6  &  4s. 

Freedom. 

Free,  too,  the  captive  mind 
By  darkness  long  confined 

In  slavery's  night. 
Truth's  glorious  reign  extend, 
Virtue  with  freedom  blend, 
And  full  salvation  send 

With  freedom's  light. 


811.     6  &  4s. 
The  Right  Triumphant. 


ANONYMOUS. 


Jesus,  our  Lord,  descend, 
From  the  world's  wrong  defend, 

From  sin's  dread  thrall ; 
Let  thine  almighty  aid 
Our  sure  defence  be  made, 
Our  souls  on  thee  be  stayed  ; 

Lord,  hear  our  call  1 

Spirit  of  truth  and  love, 
Life-giving  holy  Dove  ! 

Speed  forth  thy  flight : 
Move  on  the  waters'  face, 
Bearing  the  lamp  of  grace, 
And  in  earth's  darkest  place, 

"Let  there  be  light!" 


3  Roll  on,  thou  joyful  day, 
When  tyranny's  proud  sway, 

Stern  as  the  grave, 
Shall  to  the  ground  be  hurled, 
And  freedom's  flag  unfurled, 
Shall  wave  throughout  the  world, 

O'er  every  slave. 

812.*    7s. 

ANONTlk 

Work  and  Joy  of  Love. 

1  "  Joy  to  those  that  love  the  Lord !" 
Saith  the  sure,  eternal  word  ; 

Not  of  earth  the  joy  it  brings, 
Tempered  in  celestial  springs. 

2  'Tis  a  joy  that,  seated  deep, 
Leaves  not  when  we  sigh  and  weep ; 
Spreads  itself  in  virtuous  deeds, 
Sighs  for  woe,  in  pity  bleeds. 

3  Stern  and  awful  are  its  tones 
When  the  patriot  martyr  groans, 
And  the  death-poise  beating  high, 
Rapture  blends  with  agony. 

4  Tend'rer  is  the  form  it  wears, 
Touch'd  in  love,  dissolved  in  tears, 
When,  subdued,  at  .Jesus'  feet, 
Sinners  clasp  the  mercy-seat. 

*  Sing  Nuremburg,  pago  98. 


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MRS.   FOLLEN. 

Prayer  for  the  Slave. 

2  May  the  captive's  pleading  fill 

All  the  earth,  and  all  the  sky; 
Every  other  voice  be  still, 

While  he  pleads  -with  God  on  high. 

3  From  the  tyranny  within, 

Save  thy  children,  Lord !  we  pray ; 
Chains  of  iron,  chains  of  sin, 
Cast,  for  ever  cast  away. 

4  Love  to  man,  and  love  to  God, 

Are  the  weapons  of  our  war  ; 
These  can  break  the  oppressor's  rod, 
Burst  the  bonds  that  we  abhor. 


814.* 

Give. 


ANONYMOUS. 


1  Give  as  God  hath  given  thee, 
With  a  bounty  full  and  free  : 
If  he  hath  with  liberal  hand, 
Given  wealth  to  thy  command, 
For  the  fulness  of  thy  store, 
Give  thy  needy  brother  more. 

2  If  the  lot  his  love  doth  give 
Is  by  earnest  toil  to  live, 

If  with  nerve  and  sinew  strong 
Thou  dost  labor  hard  and  long ; 
Then,  e'en  from  thy  slender  store, 
Give,  and  God  shall  give  thee  more. 


3  Hearts  there  are  with  grief  oppressed ; 
Forms  in  tattered  raiment  dressed  ; 
Homes  where  want  and  woe  abide ; 
Dens  where  vice  and  misery  hide ; 
With  a  bounty  large  and  free, 

Give,  as  God  hath  given  thee. 

4  Wealth  is  thine  to  aid  and  bless, 
Strength  to  succor  and  redress  ; 
Bear  thy  weaker  brother's  part, 
Strong  of  hand  and  strong  of  heart ; 
Be  thy  portion  large  or  small, 
Give,  for  God  doth  give  thee  all. 

815.    7s. 

P.    H.    SWEETSEB. 

The   Work  of  Temperance. 

1  Hark !  the  voice  of  choral  song, 
Floats  upon  the  breeze  along, 
Chanting  clear,  in  solemn  lays, — 
"Man  redeemed — to  God  the  praise  I" 

2  Angels,  strike  the  golden  lyre  ! 
Mortals,  catch  the  heavenly  fire  ! 
Thousands  ransomed  from  the  grave, 
Millions  yet  our  pledge  shall  save  ! 

3  Save  from  sin's  destructive  breath, 
Save  from  sorrow,  shame  and  death ; — 
Foul  intemperance  and  strife  ; — 

Save  the  husband,  children,  wife  ! 

4  Courage !  let  no  heart  despair — 
Mighty  is  the  truth  we  bear  ! 
Forward  then,  baptized  in  love, 
Led  by  wisdom  from  above  ! 


Repeat  the  first  two  lines  of  music. 


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816.  8  &  7s. 

HASTINGS. 

The  Christian  Reformer  Encouraged. 

2  Sow  thy  seed,  be  never  weary, 

Let  not  fear  thy  mind  employ  ; 
Though  the  prospect  be  most  dreary, 

Thou  may'st  reap  the  fruits  of  joy  : 
Lo  !  the  scene  of  verdure  bright'ning, 

See  the  rising  grain  appear  ; 
Look  again  !  the  fields  are  whit'ning, 

Harvest-time  is  surely  near. 

817.  8  &  "s. 

MISS  CARET. 

Christian  Progress  and  Reform. 

1  Toiling  in  the  earthly  vineyard 

Many  bands  have  found  a  place  ! 
Some  are  nearing  to  the  summit — 
Some  are  at  the  mountain's  base. 

2  Progress  is  the  stirring  watchword 

Cheers  them  onward  to  the  height : 
Canst  thou  pause  and  play  the  laggard, 
With  its  glories  full  in  sight  1 

3  Who  shall  tell  what  bound  or  barrier 

To  improvement  heaven  designed  ? 
Who  shall  dare  to  fix  the  limits, 
To  the  onward  march  of  mind  ? 


4  Only  he,  who  into  being 

Called  th'  unfathomed  human  soul, 
He  for  whom  the  hymn  of  progress 
Through  eternity  shall  roll ! 


818.     8  &  7s. 

AMOMtm 

Day  is  Breaking. 

1  Earth  is  waking,  day  is  breaking ! 
Darkness  from  the  hills  has  flown ; 
Pale  with  terror,  trembling  error 
Flies  forever  from  her  throne ! 


2  Up.  to  labor,  friend  and  neighbor  ; 

Hope  and  work  with  all  thy  might, 
Heaven  is  near  thee,  God  will  see  Ihee, 
He  doth  ever  bless  the  right. 

3  Earth  is  waking,  day  is  breaking ! 

Fellow  toiler  bend  thine  ear  ; 
Hear  ye  not  the  angels  speaking 
Words  of  love  and  words  of  cheer  ? 


4  Then  to  labor,  friend  and  neighbor, 
With  thy  soul's  resistless  might ; 
Never  fear  thee,  God  is  near  thee, 
He  doth  ever  bless  the  right. 


CHRISTIAN   PHILANTHROPY    AND   P.EFOP.M. 


819.    &  *  " 

TIZZ. 

T-. -.:-"'.::    T   . ;. 

1  Pillows  wet  with  tears  of  a-  g 

Coaches  pressed  in  sleepless  woe, 
Where  the  sons  of  Belial  languish, 
rather,  may  we  never  know. 


2  For  the  maddening  cup  shall  never 
To  our  :":..  be  pressed, 

Eu:  Dm  irafi  -hall  be,  for: 

The  cold  water  thou  hast  blessed. 


3  This  shall  sive  us  strength  to  labor, 
?  make  all  our  stores  increase  ; 
This,  with  thee  and  with  our  neighbor, 
Bind  us  in  the  bonds  of  peace. 


4  For  the  lake,  the  well,  the  river, 
Water-brook  and  crystal  spring, 
Do  we  now,  to  thee,  the  Giver, 
Thanks,  our  daily  tribute,  bong. 


820.   s  i  n 

F:-   z    C'.z~:::.':~.i    0::z.:\:-:. 

tj  One,  whose  name  is  holy, 

Thou  wilt  save  thy  work  alive, 
And  the  spirit  of  the  lowly 

Thou  wilt  visit  and  rei 
What  thy  prophets  thus  have  spoken, 

Ages  wirr..  roll; 

Bleeding  hearts  and  spirits  broken, 

Touched  by  thee,  O  God,  are  whole. 


2  By  thy  pitying  spirit  guided, 

_-ht  the  sufferer's  door ; 
Comfort  for  the  poor  provided, 

And  the  mourner's  sorrows  bore  ;— 
So  thy  mercy's  angel,  bending, 

Heard  a  frjendles!  s  call, 

And  thro*  night's  cold,  vault  descending, 
Loosed  from  chains  thy  servant  Paul. 


S  Father,  as  thy  lore  is  endless, 

servants  thus, 
rorsaken'and  the  friendless 
'en  fay  as; 

So  shall  each  with  spirit  fervent 

Laboring  with  thee  here  below, 
Be  declared  thy  faithful  servant, 

.ere  there's  neither  want  nor  woe. 


821.     8  k  ' 

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i  of  Christian  Peace. 

1  Years  are  coming — speed  them  onward  1 
.11  gather  rust, 
And  the  helmet,  Ian  -.on, 

Sleep  in  silent  dust ! 

-a  has  heard  too  long  of  battle, 
Heard  the  trumpet's  voice  too  long  ! 
But  another  age  advances, 
foretold  in  song. 


3  Years  are  coming  when,  forever, 

i  dread  banner  shall  be  furled, 
And  the  angel  peace  be  welcomed, 
B-egent  of  the  world  I 


4  Hail  with  song  that  glorious  era, 
When  the  sword  sha„  \ 
And  the  helmet,  lance,  and  falchion, 
Sleep  in  silent  dust ! 


822.    8  &  7s. 
The  same. 


1  Hark !  the  sounds  of  joy  and  gladness ; 

Whence  the  shout  of  rural  mirth  ? 
Man  repents  his  murderous  madness, 

Man,  the  tiger  of  the  earth  ! 
Lo  !  the  gh tiering  sword  descending. 

Cleaves  the  soil  it  drenched  before ; 
And  the  spear,  the  vintage  tending, 

Gives  its  work  of  carnage  o'er. 


2  Men,  not  now  their  hands  imbruing, 

Brother,  in  a  brother's  blood, 

Sport  with  terror,  death  and  ruin. 

Reckless  borne  on  passion's  flood ; 
Arts  of  peace,  the  nations  blessing, 

Clothe  the  hills,  the  valleys  cheer ; 
While  the  world,  its  wrongs  redressing, 
a  new,  sabbatic  year. 


3  Lord  of  earth  !  its  mournful  story 
Hasten,  in  thy  grace,  to  dc 
Bring  the  days  of  brighter  glory, 

Calm  its  tumults,  heal  its  woes  ; 
All.  around  the  cross  uniting. 
Blend  in  one  harmonious  throng  ; 

:  f  time  inditing, 
Love,  the  universal  song. 


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823.     7  &  6s. 

E.   H.   CHAPIN. 

The   Work  of  Temperance. 

2  Our  father's  God,  our  keeper  ! 
Be  thou  our  strength  divine  ! 


Thou  sendest  forth  the  reaper — 
The  harvest  all  is  thine. 

Roll  on,  roll  on  this  gladness, 
Till,  driven  from  every  shore, 

The  drunkard's  sin  and  madness 
Shall  smite  the  earth  no  more. 


CHRISTIAN    PHILANTHROPY   AND    RE1"<>KM. 


299 


824.     7  &  6s. 

v. 
Temperance  Hymn. 

1  How  long  shall  virtue  languish, 

How  long  shall  folly  reign, 
While  many  a  heart  with  anguish 

Is  weeping  o'er  the  plain  ? 
How  Ion?  shall  dissipation 

Her  deadly  waters  pour, 
Throughout  this  favored  nation, 

Her  millions  to  devour  ? 

2  When  shall  the  veil  of  blindness 

Fall  from  the  shrine  of  wealth, 
Restoring  human  kindness, 

And  industry,  and  health  ? 
When  shall  the  charms  so  luring 

Of  bad  example  cease, 
The  end  at  once  securing 

Of  temperance  and  peace  ? 

3  We  hail  with  joy  unceasing 

The  band  whose  pledge  is  given, 
Whose  numbers  are  increasing 

Amid  the  smiles  of  heaven. 
Their  virtues,  never  failing, 

Shall  lead  to  brighter  days, 
Where  holiness,  prevailing, 

Shall  fill  the  earth  with  praise. 


825.     7&6s. 

J.  G.  ADAMS. 

Woman's  Work  for  Temperance. 

1  The  temperance  cause  forever ! 
Its  record  is  on  high ; 

Man's  will,  and  man's  endeavor, 
Crowned  with  God's  victory  ! 

In  every  land  its  story 

Of  triumph  hath  been  told; 

Be  our  true  aim  and  glory- 
Its  beauties  to  unfold. 


2  Help  !  for  among  the  voices 

That  cheer  its  onward  way, 
We  hear  one  that  rejoices, 

'Mid  adverse  night  or  day ; 
'Tis  that  of  Woman,  ready 

In  this  great  work  of  love, 
The  faltering  hand  to  steady, 

The  cause  of  God  to  prove. 

3  Guardians  of  home  and  nation, 

Awake,  arise,  and  save 
A  rising  generation 
From  the  inebriate's  grave  ! 


The  deadly  foe  is  Lurking 

In  our  most  secret  wnvs ; 
Let  us  be  up  and  working, 

To  end  his  impious  days  ! 


826.     7  &6s. 
Peace  Triumphant. 


MRS.   COLBCRK. 


1  The  morn  of  peace  is  beaming — 

Its  glory  will  appear ; 
Behold  its  early  gleaming, 

The  day  is  drawing  near ; 
The  spear  shall  then  be  broken, 

And  sheathed  the  glittering  sword— 
The  olive  be  the  token, 

And  Peace  the  greeting  word. 

2  Yes — yes,  the  day  is  breaking ! 

Far  brighter  joys  that  beam  ! 
The  nations  round  are  waking, 

As  from  a  midnight  dream  : 
They  see  it  radiance  shedding, 

Where  all  was  dark  as  night ; 
'Tis  higher,  wider  spreading — 

A  boundless  flood  of  light. 


827.     7&6s. 

MRS.  COLBTOH. 

Freedom  Advancing. 

1  The  happy  day  is  dawning, 

The  earth's  bright  jubilee — 
The  long  expected  morning, 

That  sets  the  bondman  free  ; 
The  present  signs  betoken 

That  joyful  time  of  peace  ; 
All  chains  shall  soon  be  broken, 

And  wrong  and  crime  shall  cease. 

2  Our  land  has  long  been  blighted 

With  sins  of  every  name, 
Like  heathen  lands  benighted, 

And  gloried  in  its  shame  : 
But  every  day  is  laden 

With  hope  of  good  to  come  ; 
Earth  yet  shall  be  an  Eden, — 

A  paradise  shall  bloom. 

3  In  suffering  and  reproaches, 

We'll  toil  for  truth  and  right ; 
The  Jubilee  approaches, 

We  hail  its  dawning  light : 
With  faith  and  zeal  increasing, 

We'll  toil  till  slavery  cease, 
And  earth  receive  the  blessing 

Of  universal  peace. 


300 


CHRISTIAN   PHILANTHROPY   AND   REFORM. 


MILTON 


S.    B.    BALL. 


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ice  of     Light  His  reign  of  peace  up  -  on  the  earth  be-gan. 


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But  peaceful  was  the  night  In  which  the  Prince  of     Light  His  reign  of  peace  up  -on  the  earth  be-gan. 


828.   6  &  ios. 

HILTON,  GARDNER  AND  DWIGHT. 

The  Prince  of  Peace. 

2  Unwilling  kings  obeyed, 
And  sheathed  the  battle  blade, 

And  called  their  bloody  legions  from  the  field; 
In  silent  awe  they  wait, 
And  close  the  warrior's  gate, 

Nor  know  to  whom  their  homage  thus  they 
yield. 

3  The  peaceful  conquerer  goes, 
And  triumphs  o'er  his  foes, 

His  weapons  drawn  from  armories  above; 

Behold  the  vanquished  sit 

Submissive  at  his  feet, 
And  strife  and  hate  are  changed  to  peace  and 
love. 


829.     6'&  10s. 

E.  DAVIS 

The  Brotherhood  Enjoyed. 

1  No  sound  of  deadly  strife, 
No  murderous  lust  of  life, 
Shall  rend  the  air,  or  fill  the  hearts  of  men ; 


When  gentle  as  a  dove, 
Omnipotent  in  love, 
The  Prince  of  Peace  shall  visit  earth  again. 


2  0  then,  where  war  has  rolled, 
Through  ages  dark  and  old, 
Its  surging  billows,  dyed  with  human  gore, 
The  stream  of  God  shall  glide 
To  nations  far  and  wide, 
While  love's  sweet  anthem  swells  from  shore  to 
shore. 


3  The  inebriate's  fount  of  woe, 
Forever  sealed,  shall  flow 

No  more  to  desolate  the  homes  of  men  : 
The  oppressor's  iron  rod, 
Doomed  by  the  living  God, 

Shall  never  smite  his  plundered  poor  again. 


4  See  !  see !  glad  beams  of  light, 

Athwart  sin's  heavy  night, 
Stream  from  the  morning's  widely  opening  gates: 

All  hail !  the  King  of  kings 

Abroad  his  banner  flings, 
And  earth,  subdued,  his  peaceful  reign  awaits. 


CHRISTIAN   PHILANTHROPY    AND    REFORM. 


301 


PORTUGUESE  HYMN.    lis. 


1.  God's  an  -  gels!  not    on  -  ly     on      high     do    they   sing,    And    soar  thro'  our 


skies  with  in  -  vi  -  si  -  ble  wing;  But  here,  on  the  earth,where  in  wretched-ness    lie. 


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830.   us. 

T^e  Angel  in  the  Prison. 

2  They  come,  in  their  mercy  and  power,  to  dispel 
The  spectres  of  gloom  from  the  prisoner's  cell ; 
In  love's  name  to  say  to  the  stricken  one  there, 
That  God  still  hath  ear  and  an  answer  to  prayer. 

3  And  strong  grows  the  heart  of  the  outcast — and  soon 
In  that  dim  prison  come  the  pure  light-gleams  of  noon  ; 
The  resolve  and  the  faith  of  the  sinner  forgiven, 

Send  him  back  to  the  world  with  a  heart  seeking  heaven. 

4  God's  angels  !    Love  speed  them  o'er  earth's  wide  domain  ! 
New  aids  to  impart,  and  new  triumphs  to  gain  ; 

Till  the  wrathful  and  wrong  from  our  world  shall  retire, 
And  humanity's  groans  in  her  praises  expire. 

5  For  the  promise  of  truth— though  the  doubting  deny — 
Is,  that  love  shall  prevail  in  the  earth  as  on  high ; 

Its  life-waters  healing,  wherever  they  flow, 
With  the  angels  above,  or  the  angels  below. 
[26] 


J.   G.  ADAMS. 


302 


CHILDREN    AND    SABBATH    SCHOOLS. 


LYONS,     lis. 


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831.    "a. 

Christian  Perseverance. 

2  If  scorn  be  thy  portion,  if  hatred  and  loss, 
If  stripes  or  a  prison,  remember  the  cross  ! 
God  watcheagabove  thee,  and  he  will  requite  ; 
Desert  those  that  love  thee,  but  never  the  right ! 


832.*   c.  M. 

WATTS. 

The  Works  of  God  recounted  to  Posterity. 

1  Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds, 

Which  God  performed  of  old ; 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known, — 

His  work  of  power  and  grace  ; 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down, 
Through  every  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  genenition.s  yet  unborn, 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands  ; 


That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practice  his  commands. 

833.*    C.  M. 

DODDRID< 

The  Young  Exhorted. 

1  Ye  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

In  smiling  crowds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you  ; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendship  to  pursue. 

3  The  soul  that  longs  to  seek  his  face, 

Is  sure  his  love  to  gain  ; 
And  those  that  early  seek  his  grace, 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain. 


Sing  Ilolman,  page  184. 


CHILDREN   AND    SABBATH    SCHOOLS. 


303 


NEW  HAVEN.    C.  M. 


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834.    c.  M. 

BRIGGS'  COLL. 

"  Remember  thy  Creator  in  the  days  of  thy  youth. 
2  Thou  tempted  one  !  just  entering 
Upon  enchanted  ground, 
Ten  thousand  snares  are  spread  for  thee, 

Ten  thousand  foes  surround : 
A  dark  and  a  deceitful  band, 
Upon  thy  path  they  lower  ; 
Trust  not  thine  own  unaided  strength, 
To  save  thee  from  their  power. 


3  Thou  whose  yet  bright  and  joyous  eye 

May  soon  be  dimmed  with  tears, 
To  whom  the  hours  of  bitterness 

Must  come  in  coming  years  ; 
Teach  early  thy  confiding  eye 

To  pierce  the  cloudy  screen, 
To  look  above  the  storms  of  life, 

Eternally  serene. 


304 


CHILDREN  AND  SABBATH  SCHOOLS. 


WOBURN.    C.  M 


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835.  C.  M. 

P.  HEBEE. 

Early  Religion. 

2  Lo,  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod  ; 
"Whose  sacred  heart  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  O  Thou  who  giv'st  us  life  and  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 

836.  C.  M. 

WATTS. 

God's  Word  for  Youth. 

1  How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 

And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  'Tis,  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day, 
And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

3  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  : 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 


837.   cm. 

Children  may  imitate  Christ. 

1  What  bless'd  examples  do  I  find 
Writ  in  the  word  of  truth, 
Of  children  who  began  to  mind 
Religion  in  their  youth. 


2  Jesus  who  reigns  above  the  sky, 

And  keeps  the  world  in  awe, 
Once  was  a  child  as  young  as  I, 
And  kept  his  Father's  law. 

3  At  twelve  years  old  he  talked  with  men- 

The  Jews  in  wonder  stand, 

Yet  he  obeyed  his  mother  then, 

And  came  at  her  command. 


4  Children  a  sweet  hosanna  6ung, 
And  blest  their  Saviour's  name  ; 
They  gave  him  honor  with  their  tongue, 
While  scribes  and  priests  blaspheme. 


5  Then  why  should  I  so  long  delay 
What  others  learn  so  soon  ; 
I  would  not  pass  another  day, 
Without  this  work  begun." 


CHILDREN    AND    SABBATH    SCHOOLS. 


305 


838.  C.  M. 

KEBLB. 

Teaching  Little  Children. 

1  O,  sav  not,  think  not,  heavenly  notes 

To  childish  ears  arc  vain, — 
That  the  young  mind  at  random  floats, 
And  cannot  reach  the  strain. 

2  Was  not  our  Lord  a  little  child, 

Taught  by  degrees  to  pray, 
By  father  dear  and  mother  mild 
Instructed  day  by  day  ? 

3  And  loved  he  not  of  heaven  to  talk 

With  children  in  his  sight, 
To  meet  them  in  his  daily  walk, 
And  to  his  arms  invite  ? 

4  In  his  own  words  we  Christ  adore  ; 

But  angels,  as  we  speak, 
Higher  above  our  meaning  soar 
Than  we  o'er  children  weak. 

839.  C.  M. 

WATTS. 

Early  Piety. 

1  When  children  give  their  hearts  to  God, 

'Tis  pleasing  in  his  eyes  ; 
A  flower,  when  offered  in  the  bud, 
Is  no  vain  sacrifice. 

2  It  saves  us  from  a  thousand  snares 

To  mind  religion  young  : 
Grace  will  preserve  our  following  years, 
And  make  our  virtues  strong. 

3  To  thee,  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

May  we  our  hearts  resign  ; 
'Twill  please  us  to  look  back  and  see, 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

840.  c.  M. 

FABER. 

Childhood  looking  to  Jesus. 

1  Dear  Jesus  !  ever  at  my  side, 

How  loving  must  thou  be 
To  leave  thy  throne  in  heaven  to  guard 
A  little  child  like  me. 

2  I  cannot  feel  thee  touch  my  hand 

With  pressure  light  and  mild, 
To  check  me,  as  my  mother  did 
When  I  was  but  a  child. 

3  But  I  have  felt  thee  in  my  thoughts 

Fighting  with  sin  for  me  ; 
And  when  my  heart  loves  God,  I  know 
The  sweetness  is  from  thee. 

4  And  when,  dear  Saviour  !  I  kneel  down 

Morning  and  night  to  prayer, 
Something  there  is  within  my  heart 
Which  tells  me  thou  art  there. 

5  Yes  !  when  I  pray,  thou  prayest  too — 

The  prayer  is  all  for  me  ; 
But  when  I  sleep,  thou  sleepest  not, 
But  watchest  patiently. 

[26*] 


841.  C.  M. 

EPISCOPAL  COLL. 

"Remember  thy   Creator." 

1  In  the  glad  morn  of  life,  when  youth 

With  generous  ardor  glows, 
And  shines  in  all  the  fairest  charms 
That  beauty  can  disclose  ; 

2  Deep  on  thy  soul, — before  its  powers 

Are  yet  by  vice  enslaved, — 
Be  thy"  Creator's  lofty  name 
And  character  engraved. 

3  For  soon  the  shades  of  grief  may  cloud 

The  sunshine  of  thy  days  ; 
And  cares  and  toils,  an  endless  round, 
Encompass  all  thy  ways. 

4  True  wisdom,  early  sought  and  gained, 

In  age  will  give  thee  rest ; 
O  then,  improve  the  morn  of  life, 
To  make  its  evening  blest ! 

842.  C.  M. 

WATTS 

Youthful  Industry. 

1  How  doth  the  little  busy  bee 

Improve  each  shining  hour. 
And  gather  honey  all  the  day 
From  every  opening  flower  ! 

2  How  skilfully  she  builds  her  cell ! 

How  neat  she  spreads  her  wax  ! 
And  labors  hard  to  store  it  well 
With  the  sweet  food  she  makes. 

3  In  works  of  labor  or  of  skill, 

I  would  be  busy  too, 
For  Satan  finds  some  mischief  still, 
For  idle  hands  to  do. 

4  In  books,  or  work,  or  healthful  play, 

Let  my  first  years  be  past, 

That  I  may  give  for  every  day 

Some  good  account  at  last. 

843.  C.  M. 

howe's  htmks. 
The  Teacher's  Prayer  for  Grace. 

1  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  we  earnest  pray, 

Let  grace  to  us  be  given, 
To  point  our  rising  charge  the  way 
To  happiness  and  heaven. 

2  0,  that  with  wisdom  from  above 

Our  minds  may  be  imbued  ; 
With  patience,  tenderness,  and  love, 
And  zeal  in  doing  good. 

3  The  Saviour's  mind  may  we  possess, 

And  in  his  strength  be  strong  ; 
Through  disappointment  and  success 
Pass  steadily  along. 

4  Faithful  in  duty,  may  we  stand 

Accepted  at  "thy  throne  ; 
Smile,  Saviour,  on  this  youthful  band, 
And  claim  them  for  thine  own. 


306 


CHILDREN    AND    SABBATH    SCHOOLS. 


WOODSTOCK.    C.  M. 


J.   DUTTON,   JR. 


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844.    C.  M. 

The  Gentle  Shepherd. 


DODDRIDGE. 


2  Permit  them  to  approach,  he  cries, 

Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  angels  came. 

3  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleasure  hear  ; 

Ye  children  seek  his  face  ; 

And  fly  with  transport  to  receive 

The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

845.    C  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Death  of  a  Teacher. 

1  Farewell,  dear  friend  !  a  long  farewell ! 

For  we  shall  meet  no  more 
Till  we  arc  raised  with  thee  to  dwell 
On  Zion's  happy  shore. 

2  Our  friend  and  brother,  lo  !  is  dead ! 

The  cold  and  lifeless  clay 
Has  made  in  dust  its  silent  bed, 
And  there  it  must  decay. 

3  Farewell,  dear  friend,  again  farewell, — 

Soon  we  shall  rise  to  thee  ; 
And  when  we  meet,  no  tongue  can  tell 
How  great  our  joys  shall  be. 


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But  lift  our  ardent  prayer, 
And  every  thought  and  effort  bend 
To  rise  and  join  thee  there. 


846.    C.  M. 

BOSTON  S.   S.   H.   BOOK. 

Death  of  a  Scholar. 

1  Death  has  been  here,  and  borne  away 

A  brother  from  our  side, 
Just  in  the  morning  of  his  day, 
As  young  as  we  he  died. 

2  We  cannot  tell  who  next  may  fall 

Beneath  thy  chastening  rod  ; 
One  must  be  first,  but  let  us  all 
Prepare  to  meet  our  God. 

3  May  each  attend  with  willing  feet 

"f  he  .means  of  knowledge  here  ; 
And  wait  around  thy  mercy-seat, 
With  hope  as  well  as  fear. 

4  Lord,  to  thy  wisdom  and  thy  care 

May  we  resign  our  days  ; 
Content  to  live  and  serve  thee  here, 
Or  die  and  sing  thy  praise. 


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N.    D.    Got   i.i>. 


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847.    L.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

We  are  but  Young. 

2  We  are  but  young — we  need  a  guide  ; 
Jesus,  in  thee  we  would  confide  : 

O  lead  us  in  the  path  of  truth, 
Protect  and  bless  our  helpless  youth. 

3  We  are  but  young — yet  God  has  shed 
Unnumbered  blessings  on  our  head ; 
Then  let  our  youth  in  riper  days 

Be  all  devoted  to  thy  praise. 


848.   I-  M. 

God— Our  Father. 


S.   S.  H.  BOOK. 


1  Great  God !  and  wilt  thou  condescend 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 

I  but  a  child,  and  thou  so  high, 
The  Lord  of  earth  and  air  and  sky  ! 

2  Art  thou  my  Father  ? — let  me  be 
A  meek,  obedient  child  to  thee ; 
And  try,  in  every  deed  and  thought, 
To  serve  and  please  thee  as  I  ought. 

3  Art  thou  my  Father  ? — I'll  depend 
Upon  the  care  of  such  a  friend  ; 
And  only  wish  to  do  and  be 
Whatever  seemeth  good  to  thee. 


4  Art  thou  my  Father  ? — Then,  at  last, 
When  all  my  days  on  earth  are  past, 
Send  down  and  take  me,  in  thy  love, 
To  be  thy  better  child  above. 

849.    L.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Sunday  School  Teachers'  Hymn. 

1  While  yet  the  youthful  spirit  bears 

The  image  of  its  God  within, 
And  uneffaced  that  beauty  wears, 
So  soon  to  be  destroyed  by  sin ; 

2  Then  is  the  time  for  faith  and  love 

To  take  in  charge  their  precious  care, 
Teach  the  young  eye  to  look  above, 

Teach  the  young  knee  to  bend  in  prayer. 

3  The  world  will  come  with  care  and  crime, 

And  tempt  too  many  a  heart  astray ; 
Still  the  seed  sown  in  early  time 
Will  not  be  wholly  cast  away. 

4  The  infant  prayer,  the  infant  hymn, 

Within  the  darkened  soul  will  rise, 
When  age's  weary  eye  is  dim, 

And  the  grave's  shadow  round  us  lies. 

5  Lord,  grant  our  hearts  be  so  inclined, 

Thy  work  to  seek,  thy  will  to  do  ; 

And  while  we  teach  the  youthful  mind, 

Our  own  be  taught  thy  lessons  too. 


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CAWOOD 

Answering  God's  Call. 

2  A  voice  unknown  the  stillness  broke  ; 

"  Samuel  I"  it  called,  and  thrice  it  spoke  ; 
He  rose  ;  he  asked  whence  came  the  word 
From  Eli  ?     No, — it  was  the  Lord. 

3  Thus  early  called  to  serve  his  God, 
In  paths  of  righteousness  he  trod  ; 
Prophetic  visions  fired  his  breast, 
And  all  the  chosen  tribes  were  blest. 

4  Speak,  Lord  !  and,  from  our  earliest  days, 
Incline  our  hearts  to  love  thy  ways  ; 

Thy  wakening  voice  hath  reached  our  ear : 
Speak,  Lord,  to  us  ;  thy  servants  hear. 


851.    L-  M. 

MONTGOMERY. 

Sabbath  School  Anniversary. 

1  From  year  to  year  in  lotfe  we  meet ; 

From  year  to  year  in  peace  we  part ; 
The  tongues  of  children  uttering  sweet 
The  thrilling  joy  of  every  heart. 

2  But  time  rolls  on  ;  and,  year  by  year, 

We  change,  grow  up,  or  pass  away ; 
Not  twice  the  same  assembly  here 
Have  hailed  the  children's  festal  day. 

3  Death,  ere  another  year,  may  strike 

Some  in  our  number  marked  to  fall: 
Be  young  and  old  prepared  alike  ; 
The  warning  is  to  each,  to  all. 


852.   l.  M. 


S.   S.   CHOIB. 


Death  of  a  Scholar. 

1  We  come  our  Sabbath  hymn  to  raise, 

Our  earnest,  humble  prayer  to  pour  ; 
One  voice  is  hushed,  its  notes  of  praise 
Shall  mingle  here  with  ours  no  more. 

2  The  lips  are  still,  the  eye  is  dim, 

That  brightly  beamed  with  joy  and  love ; 
The  spirit,  it  hath  gone  to  him 
Who  freely  gave  it  from  above. 

3  We  will  not  weep,  for  Jesus  said, 

"Let  little  children  to  me  come;" 
But  pray  that  our  young  hearts  be  led 
To  seek  our  everlasting  home. 

853.   L.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

For  the  Close  of  a  Sabbath  School. 

1  Father,  once  more  let  grateful  praise 

And  humble  prayer  to  thee  ascend ; 
Thou  Guide  and  Guardian  of  our  ways, 
Our  early  and  our  only  friend. 

2  Since  every  day  and  hour  that's  gone 

Has  been  with  mercy  richly  crowned, 
Mercy,  we  know,  shall  still  flow  on, 
Forever  sure  as  time  rolls  round. 

3  Hear  then  the  parting  prayers  we  pour, 

And  bind  our  hearts  in  love  alone ; 
And  if  we  meet  on  earth  no  more, 
May  we  at  last  surround  thy  throne. 


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AN0NTJI0U3. 

The  Kingdom  of  God  is   Within. 

2  In  ns  reveal  thy  laws, 

And  teach  us  all  thy  will ; 
That  we,  devoted  to  thy  cause, 
Thy  pleasure  may  fulfil. 

3  Let  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 

Be  fully,  freely  given, 
And  may  our  youthful  hearts  improve 
Till  we  are  fit  for  heaven. 

855.  s.  m. 

ANOSTTMOUS. 

The  Guide  of  Youth. 

1  From  earliest  dawn  of  life, 

Thy  goodness  we  have  shared  ; 
And  still  we  live  to  sing  thy  praise, 
By  sovereign  mercy  spared. 

2  To  learn  and  do  thy  will, 

O  Lord,  our  hearts  incline  ; 
And  o'er  the  path  of  future  life 
Command  thy  light  to  shine. 

3  While  taught  thy  word  of  truth, 

May  we  that  word  receive  ; 
And  when  we  hear  of  Jesus'  name, 
In  that  blest  name  believe. 

4  O  let  us  never  tread 

The  broad,  destructive  road  ; 
But  trace  those  holy  paths  which  lead 
To  glory  and  to  God. 


856.   s.  m. 

AN0NYMOU8. 

Youth  and  the  Spring-time. 

1  Sweet  is  the  time  of  spring, 

When  nature's  charms  appear  ; 
The  birds  with  ceaseless  pleasure  sing, 

And  hail  the  opening  year  : 
But  sweeter  far  the  spring 

Of  wisdom  and  of  grace, 
When  children  bless  and  praise  their  King, 

Who  loves  the  youthful  race. 


Sweet  is  the  dawn  of  day, 

When  light  just  streaks  the  sky  ; 
When  shades  and  darkness  pass  away, 

And  morning's  beams  are  nigh  : 
But  sweeter  far  the  dawn 

Of  piety  in  youth  ; 
When  doubt  and  darkness  are  withdrawn, 

Before  the  light  of  truth. 


Sweet  is  the  early  dew, 

Which  gilds  the  mountain  tops, 
And  decks  each  plant  and  flower  we  view, 

With  pearly,  glittering  drops ; 
But  sweeter  far  the  scene 

On  Zion's  holy  hill, 
When  there  the  dew  of  youth  is  seen 

Its  freshness  to  distil. 


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WESTMINSTER.     C.  M. 


DR.    BOTCE. 


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857.    S.  M. 

WATTS. 

Early  Instruction. 

2  Dear  Lord  !  this  book  of  thine 

Informs  me  where  to  go, 
For  grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin, 
And  make  me  holy  too. 

3  Oh  !  may  thy  Spirit  teach, 

And  make  my  heart  receive, 
Those  truths  which  all  thy  servants  preach, 
And  all  thy  saints  believe. 

4  Then  shall  I  praise  the  Lord, 

In  a  more  cheerful  strain, 
That  I  was  taught  to  read  his  word, 
And  have  not  learned  in  vain. 


858.*    7s. 

CAMPBELL'S  COLL. 

Prayer  for  Children. 

1  God  of  mercy,  hear  our  prayer 

For  the  children  thou  hast  given ; 
Let  them  all  thy  blessings  share — 
Grace  on  earth  and  bliss  in  heaven. 

2  In  the  morning  of  their  days 

May  their  hearts  be  drawn  to  thee ; 
Let  them  learn  to  lisp  thy  praise 
In  their  earliest  infancy. 


3  When  we  see  their  passions  rise, 

Sinful  habits  unsubdued, 
Then  to  thee  we  lift  our  eyes, 

That  their  hearts  may  be  renewed. 

4  For  this  mercy,  Lord,  we  cry  ; 

Bend  thine  ever-gracious  ear  ; 
While  on  thee  our  souls  rely, 
Hear  our  prayer — in  mercy  hear. 

859.*    7s. 

BOTLS 

Leaving  School  for  Church. 

1  To  thy  temple  I  repair  ; 
Lord,  I  love  to  worship  there ; 
Abba  !  Father !  give  me  grace 
In  thy  courts  to  seek  thy  face. 

2  While  thy  glorious  praise  is  sung, 
Touch  my  lips,  unloose  my  tongue  ; 
While  the  prayers  of  saints  ascend, 
God  of  love,  to  mine  attend. 

3  While  thy  ministers  proclaim 
Peace  and  pardon  in  thy  name, 
While  I  hearken  to  thy  law, 
Fill  my  soul  with  humble  awe. 

4  From  thy  house  when  I  return, 
May  my  heart  within  me  burn; 
And  at  evening  let  me  say, 

"  I  have  walked  with  God  to-day." 


*  Sing  Nashville,  page  54. 


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860.    7  &  6s. 

ABORTS 

Sabbath  School  Hymn. 

1  "We  come,  0  God,  with  gladness, 

Our  humble  thanks  to  bring  ; 
"With  hearts  yet  free  from  sadness, 

Our  hymns  of  praise  we  sing  : 
Along  our  paths  are  glowing 

The  tokens  of  thy  love  ; 
Like  streams  of  bounty  flowing, 

Thy  mercy  from  above. 

2  Here  then,  in  childhood's  morning, 

Our  hymns  to  thee  we  raise ; 
Thy  love,  our  lives  adorning, 

Shall  fill  our  hearts  with  praise. 
Thy  will  henceforth,  forever, 

Shall  be  our  only  guide ; 
From  duty  may  we  never, 

O,  never,  turn  aside  ! 


861.  7  &  6s. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Remember  thy  Creator. 

1  0  come  in  life's  gay  morning, 

Ere  in  thy  sunny  way 
The  flowers  of  hope  have  withered, 

And  sorrows  end  the  day  ; 
Come  while  from  joy's  bright  fountain 

The  streams  of  pleasure  flow ; 
Come,  ere  thy  buoyant  spirits 

Have  felt  the  blight  of  woe. 

2  Remember  thy  Creator 

Now  in  thy  youthful  days, 
And  he  will  guide  thy  footsteps 

Through  life's  uncertain  maze. 
Remember  thy  Creator, 

'He  calls  in  tones  of  love, 
And  offers  deathless  glories 

In  brighter  worlds  above. 

3  And  in  the  hour  of  sadness, 

When  earthly  joys  depart, 
His  love  shall  be  thy  solace, 

And  cheer  thy  drooping  heart : 
And  when  life's  storm  is  over, 

And  thou  from  earth  art  free, 
Thy  God  will  be  thy  portion 

Throughout  eternity. 

862.  7  &  6s. 

ANONYMOUS. 

"  The  seraphs  bright  are  hovering." 

1  The  seraphs  bright  are  hovering 
Around  the  throne  above  ; 


Their  harps  are  ever  tuning 
To  thrilling  tones  of  love. 

Or  through  the  azure  soaring, 
Or  poised  on  snowy  wing, 

"With  glowing  hearts  adoring, 
Sweet  choral  notes  they  sing. 


2  From  earth  is  daily  rising 

A  rich  harmonious  song, 
From  sunny,  perfumed  flowers, 

By  breezes  borne  along. 
From  hills  in  sunlight  glittering, 

From  smooth,  deep  emerald  seas, 
A  cloud  of  praise  is  rising, 

Like  incense  on  the  breeze. 


3  And  childhood's  voice  is  chanting 

A  full,  harmonious  song, 
"When  morning  light  is  breaking, 

Or  evening  sweeps  along. 
For  should  we  fail  proclaiming 

Our  great  Redeemer's  praise, 
The  stones  our  silence  shaming, 

Would  their  hosannas  raise. 


863.    7  &  6s. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Flocking  to  Christ's  Banner. 

1  "When  his  salvation  bringing, 

To  Zion  Jesus  came, 
The  children  all  stood  singing 

Hosanna  to  his  name. 
Nor  did  their  zeal  offend  him, 

But  as  he  rode  along, 
He  let  them  still  attend  him, 

And  smiled  to  hear  their  song. 

2  And  since  the  Lord  retaineth 

His  love  for  children  still ; 
Though  now  as  King  he  reigneth 

On  Zion's  heavenly  hill : 
We*H  flock  around  his  banner, 

Who  sits  upon  the  throne  ; 
And  crv  aloud,  "  Hosanna 

To  David's  royal  Son." 

3  For  should  we  fail  proclaiming 

Our  great  Redeemer's  praise  ; 
The  stones,  our  silence  shaming, 

Might  well  hosanna  raise. 
But  shall  we  only  render 

The  tribute  of  our  words  * 
No  !  while  our  hearts  are  tender, 

They,  too,  shall  be  the  Lord's. 


Sing  the  above  Hymns  to  Webb,  page  282. 


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Opening  of  the  Sabbath  School. 


W.  D.   CLABKE. 


2  We  have  met,  and  Time  is  flying ; 

We  shall  part,  and  still  his  wing, 
Sweeping  o'er  the  dead  and  dying, 

Will  the  changeful  seasons  bring  : 
Let  us,  while  our  hearts  are  lightest, 

In  our  fresh  and  early  years, 
Turn  to  Him  whose  soul  is  brightest, 

And  whose  grace  will  calm  our  fears. 

3  He  will  aid  us,  should  existence 

With  its  sorrows  sting  the  breast ; 
Gleaming  in  the  onward  distance 

Faith  will  mark  the  land  of  rest : 
There,  'midst  day -beams  round  him  playing, 

We  our  Father's  face  shall  see, 
And  shall  hear  him  gently  saying, 

"  Little  children,  come  to  me." 


865.     8  &  7s. 

MART  L.  DUNCAN. 

Child's  Evening  Prayer. 

1  Jesus,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  us  ; 
Bless  thy  little  lambs  to-night : 
Through  the  darkness  be  thou  near  us ; 
Keep  us  safe  till  morning  light. 


2  All  this  day  thy  hand  has  led  us,t 

And  we  thank  thee  for  thy  care ; 
Thou  hast  clothed  us,  warmed  us,  fed  us, 
Listen  to  our  evening  prayer ! 

3  May  our  sins  be  all  forgiven  ; 

Bless  the  friends  we  love  so  well ; 
Take  us,  when  we  die,  to  heaven, 
Happy  there  with  thee  to  dwell. 


866.     8  &  7s. 

ANONYMOU 

Children's  Hymn. 

1  Lord,  a  little  band,  and  lowly, 

We  are  come  to  sing  to  thee ; 
Thou  art  great,  and  high,  and  holy — 
0  how  solemn  should  we  be  ! 

2  Fill  our  hearts  with  thoughts  of  Jesus, 

And  of  heaven  where  he  is  gone ; 
And  let  nothing  ever  please  us 
He  would  grieve  to  look  upon. 

3  Let  our  sins  be  all  forgiven  : 

Make  us  fear  whate'er  is  wrong; 
Lead  us  on  our  way  to  heaven, 
There  to  sing  a  nobler  sonc. 


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867.    8&7s. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Children  commended  to  Christ. 

Saviour !  who  thy  flock  art  feeding 

With  the  Shepherd's  kindest  care, 
All  the  feeble  gently  leading, 

While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share ; 
Now,  these  little  ones  receiving, 

Fold  them  in  thy  gracious  arm ; 
There  we  know — thy  word  believing — 

Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 

Never,  from  thy  pasture  roving, 

Let  them  be  the  lion's  prey ; 
Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving, 

Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way ; 
Then  within  thy  fold  eternal 

Let  them  find  a  resting  place ; 
Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal, 

Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 

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E.   STREETE 

Children's  Prayer. 

1  God  of  mercy  and  of  wisdom, 

Hear  thy  children's  lisping  cry ; 

Let  thy  presence,  Lord,  be  with  them, 

Teaching  lessons  from  on  high. 

2  Here,  beneath  thy  wing,  we  seat  us, 

Up  to  heaven  for  wisdom  look ; 
Lord,  in  mercy  deign  to  meet  us, — 
Meet  us  in  thy  sacred  book. 

3  Since  thy  truth  doth  gild  its  pages, 

May  that  truth,  Lord,  make  us  free ; 
On  the  rock  of  endless  ages 
Let  our  faith  established  be. 

4  To  our  faith  we'll  add  the  graces, 

Virtue,  knowledge,  patience,  love  : 
When  on  earth  we  leave  our  places, 
Raise  us  all  to  seats  above. 


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TAYLOR.    8  &  7s.  s.  b.  ball. 

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2  Angel  harp  and  voice  adore  him, — 

Strains  to  mortal  ears  unknown  ; 
May  not  childhood  come  before  him  1 
Will  he  not  its  homage  own  ? 

3  Lo,  from  heaven's  high  throne  he  bendeth, 

When  from  gardens  of  his  grace 
Youthful  love,  to  him  ascendeth, 
And  in  blessing  shows  his  face. 

4  Feeble  though  our  song,  and  lowly 

Though  our  place  on  earth  may  be, — 
Hear,  and  grant  us,  High  and  Holy, 
Everlasting  good  in  thee ! 


870.    8&7s. 

R.   C.   WATERSTON. 

Death  of  a  Female  Scholar. 

1  One  sweet  flower  has  drooped  and  faded, 

One  sweet  infant  voice  has  fled, 
One  fair  brow  the  grave  has  shaded, 
One  dear  school-mate  now  is  dead. 

2  But  we  feel  no  thought  of  sadness, 

For  our  friend  is  happy  now  ; 

She  has  knelt  in  soul-felt  gladness, 

Where  the  blessed  angels  bow. 


3  She  has  gone  to  heaven  before  us, 
But  she  turns  and  waves  her  hand, 
Pointing  to  the  glories  o'er  us, 
In  that  happy  spirit  land. 


4  God,  our  Father,  watch  above  us, 
Keep  us  all  from  danger  free  ; 
Do  thou  guard  and  guide  and  love  us, 
Till,  like  her,  we  go  to  thee. 


871.   L-  P.  M. 

Krppia 
National  Praise  and  Prayer. 

1  With  grateful  hearts,  with  joyful  tongues, 
To  God  we  raise  united  songs  ; 

His  power  and  mercy  we  proclaim  : 
Through  every  age,  0,  may  we  own 
Jehovah  here  has  fixed  his  "throne, 
And  triumph  in  his  mighty  name. 


2  Long  as  the  moon  her  course  shall  run, 
Or  men  behold  the  circling  sun, 

Lord,  in  our  land  support  thy  reign ; 
Crown  her  just  counsels  with  success, 
With  truth  and  peace  her  borders  bless, 

And  all  thy  sacred  rights  maintain. 


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ANONYMOUS. 

77ie  i^a^A  q/"  our  Fathers. 

2  Faith  of  our  fathers  !     Good  men's  prayers, 

Shall  win  our  country  all  to  thee  ; 
And  through  the  truth  that  comes  from  God, 

Our  land  shall  then  indeed  be  free. 
Faith  of  our  Fathers  !  Holy  Faith  ! 
We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death  ! 

3  Faith  of  our  fathers  !  we  will  love 

Both  friend  and  foe  in  all  our  strife  : 
And  preach  thee  too,  as  love  knows  how, 

By  kindly  words  and  virtuous  life  : 
Faith  of  our  Fathers  !  Holy  Faith  ! 
We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death ! 

873.  L-  M.   61. 

The  God  of  our  Fathers. 
1  Like  Israel's  host  to  exile  driven, 
Across  the  flood  the  pilgrims  fled ; 


H.  TVARE,  JR. 


Their  hands  bore  up  the  ark  of  heaven, 

And  heaven  their  trusting  footsteps  led, 
Till  on  these  savage  shores  they  trod, 
And  won  the  wilderness  for  God. 


Then,  when  their  weary  ark  found  rest, 
Another  Zion  proudly  grew  ; 

In  more  than  Judah's  glory  dressed, 
With  light  that  Israel  never  knew, 

From  sea  to  sea  her  empire  spread, 

Her  temple  heaven,  and  Christ  her  head. 


3  Then  let  the  grateful  Church  to-day 
Its  ancient  rite  with  gladness  keep  ; 
And  still  our  fathers'  God  display 

His  kindness,  though  the  fathers  sleep. 
O,  bless  as  thou  hast  blest  the  past, 
While  earth,  and  time,  and  heaven  shall  last ! 


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H.  B ALLOC. 

The  same. 

2  The  way  was  desert,  dark  and  drear, 
And  doubtful  hearts  were  filled  with  fear ; 

But,  lo,  a  fiery  pillar  rose, 
A  light  to  guide  fair  freedom's  band, 
And  lead  them  to  the  promised  land  ; 

A  cloud  of  darkness  to  their  foes. 

3  Let  all  our  favored  land  be  glad  ; 
Virgins  and  youth,  with  garlands  clad, 

Express  your  joy  in  songs  of  praise ; 
While  dim-eyed  age  exults  to  see 
Its  offspring  independent,  free, 

And  join  the  choral  theme  to  raise. 

875.*   I"  M. 

PRESB.   COLL. 

God  Acknowledged  in  National  Blessings. 

1  Thy  name  we  bless,  almighty  God, 

For  all  the  kindness  thou  hast  shown 
To  this  fair  land  the  pilgrims  trod, — 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own. 

2  Here  freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 

And  casts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray  ; 
Here  thou  our  fathers'  steps  didst  guide 
In  safety  through  their  dangerous  way. 


t  We  praise  thee  that  the  gospel's  light 

Through  all  our  land  its  radiance  sheds, 
Dispels  the  shades  of  error's  night, 

And  heavenly  blessings  round  us  spreads. 
Great  God,  preserve  us  in  thy  fear ; 

In  dangers  still  our  guardian  be  ; 
0,  spread  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here  ; 

Let  all  the  people  worship  thee. 

876.*   L.  M. 

FLINT. 

"  We  have  a  goodly  heritage." 

In  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines 
That  bound  our  goodly  heritage, 

And  safe  beneath  our  sheltering  vines 
Our  youth  is  blest,  and  soothed  our  age. 

What  thanks,  0  God,  to  thee  are  due, 
That  thou  didst  plant  our  fathers  here ; 

And  watch  and  guard  them  as  they  grew, 
A  vineyard,  to  the  planter  dear. 

The  toils  they  bore,  our  ease  have  wrought ; 

They  sowed  in  tears — in  joy  we  reap  ; 
The  birthright  they  so  dearly  "bought 

We'll  guard,  till  we  with  them  .shall  sleep. 

Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown 
In  weal  and  woe  through  all  the  past, 

Their  grateful  sons,  0  God,  shall  own, 
While  hero  their  name  and  race  shall  last. 


*  Sing  Security,  page  290. 


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ANONYMOUS. 

GW  our  Father. 

2  There  comes  no  change  upon  his  years, 

No  failure  to  his  hand ; 
His  love  will  lighten  all  our  cares, 
His  law  our  steps  command. 

3  Then  as  his  children  we  may  come, 

For  he  hath  called  us  near, 
And  bade  our  souls  take  courage  from 
The  love  that  casts  out  fear. 

4  Lord,  while  on  earth  we  work  and  pray 

For  good  withheld  or  given  : 

Help  us  in  faith  and  love  so  say, 

Father,  who  art  in  heaven. 


878.     C.  M. 

0.  SPEAG 

The  Pilgrims. 

1  Our  fathers,  Lord,  to  seek  a  spot 

Where  they  might  kneel  to  thee, 
Their  own  fair  heritage  forgot, 
And  braved  an  unknown  sea. 

2  Here  found  their  pilgrim  souls  repose, 

Where  long  the  heathen  roved ; 
And  here  their  humble  anthems  rose 
To  bless  the  power  they  loved. 
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3  They  sleep  in  dust, — but  where  they  trod, 
A  feeble,  fainting  band, 
Great  millions  catch  the  strain,  O  God, 
And  sound  it  through  the  land. 


879.   cm. 

WEEFOED 

Prayer  for  our  Country. 

1  0  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe, 
With  peace  our  borders  bless, 
With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 


2  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  thee ; 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

3  Here  may  religion,  pure  and  mild, 

Smile  on  our  Sabbath  hours ; 
And  piety  and  virtue  bless 
The  home  of  us  and  ours. 


4  Lord  of  the  nations  !  thus  to  thee 
Our  country  we  commend ; 
Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust, 
Her  everlasting  friend. 


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CREDO.    6  &  4s. 


W.    O.    PERKIN'8. 


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AJTOHI 

The  same. 

2  For  her  our  power  shall  rise 
To  God  above  the  skies  ! 

On  him  we  wait; 
Thou  who  hast  heard  each  sigh, 
Watching  each  weeping  eye, 
Be  thou  forever  nigh ; — 

God  save  the  State  ! 

881.  6  &  4s. 

PIEI 

The  Fathers  Remembered. 

1  Gone  are  those  great  and  good 
Who  here,  in  peril,  stood 

And  raised  their  hymn. 
Peace  to  the  reverend  dead  ! 
The  light,  that  on  their  head 
The  glorious  past  has  shed, 

Shall  ne'er  grow  dim. 

2  Ye  temples,  that  to  God 
Rise  where  our  fathers  trod, 

Guard  well  your  trust, — 
The  faith,  that  dared  the  sea, 
The  truth  that  made  them  free, 
Their  cherished  purity, 

Their  garnered  dust. 

3  Thou  high  and  holy  One, 
Whose  care  for  sire  and  son 

All  nature  fills  ; 
While  day  shall  break  and  close, 


While  night  her  crescent  shows, 
O,  let  thy  light  repose 
On  these  thy  hills  ! 


882.     6  &  4s. 

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National  Hymn. 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  I  sing ; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died, 
Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride, 
From  every  mountain  side 

Let  freedom  ring. 


2  My  native  country,  thee — 
Land  of  the  noble  free — 

Thy  name  I  love  ; 
I  lftve  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills  ; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills  „ 
Like  that  above. 


Our  fathers'  God,  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing  : 
Long  may  our  laud  be  bright 
"With  freedom's  holy  light; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  king. 


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883.     6  &  4s. 


J.   G.  ADAMS. 


National  Anniversary. 

1  Loud  raise  the  notes  of  joy ; 
Freemen,  your  songs  employ, 

As  well  ye  may  ; — 
Let  your  full  hearts  go  out 
In  the  exqlting  shout, 
And  with  your  praise  devout, 

Greet  this  glad  day  ! 

2  Children  of  lisping  tongue, 
Those  whose  full  hearts  are  young, 


Lift  up  the  song  ! 
Manhood  and  hoary  age, 
Let  naught  your,  joy  assuage, 
In  the  high  theme  engage  ; — 

Praises  prolong ! 

God  of  our  fathers'  land  ! 
Long  may  our  temples  stand 

Sacred'to  thee  ! 
0  let  thy  light  divine 
On  all  the  people  shine, 
Make  us  forever  thine, 

From  sin  set  free ! 


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Providential  Mercies  to  our  Fathers. 

2  'Tis  meet  that  we  should  praise  thy  glorious  name, 

Who  to  our  fathers  wert  a  shield  and  guide, 
As  hither  in  the  days  of  old  they  came, 

Strong  thro'  their  trust  in  thee,  tho'  weak  beside. 

3  We  bless  thee  that  the  seed  so  early  sown 

Of  truth  and  freedom  on  this  soil  we  tread, 
Such  life  hath  found,  such  fruitfulness  hath  shown, 
To  such  a  wide  and  hopeful  growth  hath  sped. 

4  Henceforth,  we  pray,  be  thy  sustaining  hand 

With  us,  and  those  who  after  us  appear, 
The  children  of  our  consecrated  land, 

The  guardians  of  our  homes  and  temples  here. 

5  Make  each  obedient  to  thy  wise  behest, 

Not  in  the  past  or  present  good  to  stay, 
But  still  to  toil  that  earth  may  yet  be  blest 
With  the  full  fruits  of  freedom's  perfect  day. 


J.    G.    ADAMS. 


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DODDRIDGE. 

A  Song  for  the  Opening  Year. 

2  By  day,  by  night — at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God  ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own ; 
The  future — all  to  us  unknown — 
We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored,  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  close  our  earthly  songs, 
And  seal,  in  silence,  mortal  tongues, 
Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
Shall  keep  our  souls,  and  guard  our  dust. 


L.  M. 

HIGINBOTHAM. 

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886. 

The  God  of 
Great  God  !  let  all  our  tuneful  powers 

Awake  and  sing  thy  mighty  name; 
Thy  hand  rolls  on  our  circling  hours, 

The  hand  from  which  our  being  came 
Seasons  and  moons  revolving  round 

In  beauteous  order,  speak  thy  praise  ; 
And  years  with  smiling  mercy  crowned, 

To  thee  successive  honors  raise. 


3  Each  changing  season  on  our  souls 

Its  sweetest,  kindest  influence  sheds  ; 
And  every  period,  as  it  rolls, 

Showers  countless  blessings  on  our  heads. 

4  Our  lives,  our  health,  our  friends,  we  owe 

All  to  thy  vast  unbounded  love ; 

Ten  thousand  precious  gifts  below, 

And  hopes  of  nobler  joys  above. 

887.    L-  M. 

DODDRIDGE. 

The  Year  Crowned  with  Goodness. 

1  Eternal  source  of  every  joy  ! 

Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 

While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 

Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land ; 
The  summer  rays,  with  vigor,  shine 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

3  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours, 
Through  all  our  coasts,  redundant  stores  ; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

4  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade. 


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888.  I"  M. 

FERGUS. 

Spring -Time. 

1  The  spring,  the  joyous  spring  is  come, 
With  lovely  flowers  of  early  bloom  > 
The  warbling  birds,  on  every  tree, 
Fill  all  the  air  with  melody. 

2  Once  more,  unsealed,  the  fountains  run, 
Sparkling,  beneath  a  brighter  sun  ; 

Green  leaves  and  tender  herbs  arise, 
Cheered  by  the  glow  of  warmer  skies. 

3  Oh  Lord,  the  changes  of  the  year 
At  thy  almighty  word  appear ; 
And  all  the  seasons,  as  they  roll, 
Declare  thy  name  from  pole  to  pole. 

4  Spring  showers,  descending  from  above, 
Bear  down  glad  tidings  of  thy  love, 
And  every  blossom  on  the  tree 
Bespeaks  "our  gratitude  to  thee. 

889.  L-  M. 

The  Joy  in  Harvest. 

1  The  harvest  song  we  would  repeat : 
"Thou  givest  us  the  finest  wheat :" 
"The  joy  of  harvest,"  we  have  known  : 
The  praise,  0  Lord,  is  all  thine  own. 

2  Our  tables  spread,  our  garners  stored, 
0,  give  us  hearts  to  bless  thee,  Lord ; 
Forbid  it,  source  of  light  and  love, 

That  hearts  and  lives  should  barren  prove. 

3  Another  harvest  comes  apace  : 
Mature  our  spirits  by  thy  grace, 
That  we  may  calmly  meet  the  blow 
The  sickle  gives  to  lay  us  low  ; — 

4  That  so,  when  angel  reapers  come 
To  gather  sheaves  to  thy  blest  home, 
Our  spirits  may  be  borne  on  high 
To  thy  safe  garner  in  the  sky. 

890.     L-  M.   81. 

MRS.   SIGOURXET. 

Harvest. 

1  God  of  the  year  !  with  songs  of  praise 
And  hearts  of  love,  we  come  to  bless 
Thy  bounteous  hand,  for  thou  hast  shed 
Thy  manna  o'er  our  wilderness. 

In  early  spring-time  thou  didst  fling 
O'er  earth  its  robe  of  blossoming  ; 
And  its  sweet  treasures,  day  by  day, 
Rose  quickening  in  thy  blessed  ray. 

2  And  now  they  whiten  hill  and  vale, 
And  hang  on  every  vine  and  tree, 
Whose  pensile  branches,  bending  low, 
Seem  bowed  in  thankfulness  to  thee. 


The  earth,  with  all  it<  purple  islet, 
Is  answering  to  thy  genial  -mi". 

And  gales  of  perfume  breathe  along, 
And  lift  to  thee  their 

3  God  of  the  seasons  !  thou  hast  blest 
The  land  with  sunlight  and  with  lowers, 
And  plenty  o'er  its  bosom  smiles 
To  crown  the  sweet  autumnal  hours  ; 
Praise — praise  to  thee  !  Our  hearts  <xpaud 
To  view  these  blessings  of  thy  hand, 
And  on  the  incense-breath  of  love 
Ascend  to  their  bright  home  above, 

891.  c.  m. 

WATTS. 

The  Seasons  of  the  Year. 

1  'Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

God  of  eternal  power  ! 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command  ; 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring  ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 

Heaven,  earth  and  air  are  thine  ; 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  author  is  divine. 

4  Those  wandering  cisterns  in  the  sky, 

Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
With  watery  treasures  well  supply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

892.  C.  M. 

STEELE. 

Spring. 

1  When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 

And  blossoms  deck  the  spray, 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
How  sweet  the  vernal  day  ! 

2  Hark !  how  the  feathered  warblers  sing  ! 

'Tis  nature's  cheerful  voire  ; 

Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring, 

And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 

3  0  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart ; 
Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 
Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart. 

4  Inspired  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 

Glad  nature's  cheerful  song, 
And  love  and  gratitude  divine 
Attune  my  joyful  tongue. 


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893.  C.  M. 

T.  RICHARDSON. 

"  The  Hymn  of  Summer." 

2  The  moon  sends  silent  music  down 

Upon  each  earthly  thing  ; 
And  always,  since  creation's  dawn, 
The  stars  together  sing. 

3  Shall  man  remain  in  silence,  then, 

While  all  beneath  the  skies 
The  chorus  joins  1  no,  let  us  sing, 
And  while  our  voices  rise, 

4  O,  let  our  lives,  great  God,  breathe  forth 

A  constant  melody ; 
And  every  action  be  a  tone 
In  that  sweet  hymn  to  thee  ! 

894.  C.  M. 

NEEDHAM. 

Summer  and  Harvest. 

1  To  praise  the  ever-bounteous  Lord, 

My  soul !  wake  all  thy  powers  : 
He  calls — and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours. 

2  His  covenant  with  the  earth  he  keeps  ; 

My  tongue  !  his  goodness  sing  ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time — 
The  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 

3  Well  pleased  the  husbandmen  behold 

The  waving  yellow  crop  ; 
WTith  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away, 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 


4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God  !  to  sow 
The#seeds  of  righteousness ; 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and,  with  thy  beams, 
The  ripening  harvest  bless. 


895.   c.  M. 


Winter. 

1  Stern  winter  throws  his  icy  chains 

Encircling  nature  round  : 
How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crowned ! 

2  The  sun  withholds  his  vital  beams, 

And  light  and  warmth  depart  ; 
And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 

3  Return,  0  blissful  sun,  and  bring 

Thy  soul-reviving  ray  : 
This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 
This  darkness  cheerful  day. 

4  0  happy  state !  divine  abode, 

Whew  spring  eternal  reigns, 
And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 
Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains. 

5  Great  source  of  light,  thy  beams  display, 

My  drooping  joys  restore, 
And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 
Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 


THE   SEASONS. 


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896.    c.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Beflections  at  the  End  of  the  Year. 

2  Much  of  my  hasty  life  is  gone, 

Nor  will  return  again  ; 
And  swift  my  passing  moments  run, — 
The  few  that  yet  remain. 

3  Awake,  my  soul ;  with  utmost  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn  : 
What  are  thy  hopes  !  how  sure  1  how  fair  1 
What  is  thy  great  concern  ? 

4  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

And  on  his  grace  depend  ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road, 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 

897.*    s.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Summer. 

1  Great  God,  at  thy  command, 

Seasons  in  order  rise  : 
Thy  power  and  love  in  concert  reign 
Through  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies. 

2  How  balmy  is  the  air  ! 

How  warm  the  sun's  bright  beams  ! 
While,  to  refresh  the  ground,  the  rains 
Descend  in  gentle  streams. 


3  With  grateful  praise  we  own 

Thy  providential  hand, 
While  grass,  and  herbs,  and  waving  corn 
Adorn  and  bless  the  land. 

4  But  greater  still  the  gift 

Of  thy  beloved  Son ; 
By  him,  forgiveness,  peace,  and  joy, 
Through  endless  ages  run. 

898.*    S.  M. 

WATTS. 

Blessings  of  Spring. 

1  Good  is  the  heavenly  King, 

Who  makes  the  earth  his  care, 
Visits  the  pastures  every  spring, 
And  bids  the  grass  appear. 

2  Like  rivers  raised  on  high, 

The  clouds  at  thy  command, 
Pour  out  their  blessings  from  the  sky, 
To  cheer  the  thirsty  land. 

3  The  hills,  on  every  side, 

Rejoice  at  falling  showers  : 
The  meadows,  dressed  in  all  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 

4  The  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear  ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 


Sing  Olmutz,  page  232,  or  Pelham,  page  172. 


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TRIUMPH.    H.  M 


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899.    H.  M. 

J.  TAYIOR. 

Providence  acknowledged  in  the  Seasons. 

2  His  wintry  north  winds  blow, 

Loud  tempests  rush  amain  ; 
Yet  his  thick  showers  of  snow 

Defend  the  infant  grain  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice  ; 
Kejoice,  in  sacred  lays  rejoice. 

3  He  wakes  the  genial  spring, 

Perfumes  the  balmy  air  ; 
The  vales  their  tribute  bring, 

The  promise  of  the  year  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice  : 
Rejoice,  in  sacred  lays  rejoice. 

4  He  leads  the  circling  year ; 

His  flocks  the  hills  adorn  ; 
He  rills  the  golden  ear, 

And  loads  the  held  with  corn  ; 
O  happy  mortals  !  raise  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  in  sacred  lays  rejoice. 


joice,     in      sa     -     cred  lays    re-joice. 
900.    H.  M. 

FREEMAN. 

The  Seasons. 

1  Lord  of  the  worlds  below ! 
On  earth  thy  glories  shine  ; 

The  changing  seasons  show 
Thy  skill  and  power  divine. 
The  rolling  years  are  full  of  thee  ; 
In  all  we  see,  a  God  appears. 

2  Forth  in  the  flowery  spring, 
Wc  see  thy  beauty  move ; 

The  birds  on  branches  sing 
Thy  tenderness  and  love ; 
Wide  flush  the  hills  ;  the  air  is  balm; 
Devotion's  calm  our  bosoms  fill. 

3  Then  come  in  robes  of  light, 
The  summer's  flaming  days  ; 

The  sun  thine  image  bright 
Thy  majesty  displays; 
And  oft  thy  voice  in  thunder  rolls; 
But  still  our  souls  in  thee  rejoice. 


THE    SEASONS. 


325 


4  In  autumn,  a  rich  feast 

Thy  common  bounty  gives 

To  man,  and  bird,  and  beast, 

And  every  thing  that  lives. 

Thy  liberal  care  at  morn  and  noon, 
And  harvest  moon,  our  lips  declare. 

5  In  winter,  awful  thou  ! 

With  storms  around  thee  cast ! 
The  leafless  forests  bow 

Beneath  thy  northern  blast. 
While  tempests  lower,  to  thee,  dread  King, 
We  homage  bring,  and  own  thy  power. 

901.     H.  M. 

DWIGHT. 

Spring. 

1  How  pleasing  is  the  voice 

Of  God,  our  heavenly  King, 
Who  bids  the  frost  retire, 

And  wakes  the  lovely  spring  ! 
Bright  suns  arise,        |  And'  beauty  glows 
The  mild  wind  blows,  |  Thro'  earth  and  skies. 

2  The  morn,  with  glory  crowned, 

His  hand  arrays  in  smiles  : 
He  bids  the  eve  decline, 
Rejoicing  o'er  the  hills  : 
The  evening  breeze      I  His  beauty  blooms 
His  breath  perfumes  ;  |  In  flowers  and  trees. 

3  With  life  he  clothes  the  spring, 

The  earth  with  summer  warms, 
He  spreads  th'  autumnal  feast, 

And  rides  on  wintry  storms  ; 
His  gifts  divine  |  And  round  the  year 

Through  all  appear ;   |  His  glories  shine. 

90S.*    7s. 

MRS.  BARBAULD. 

God's  Goodness  in  the  Seasons. 

1  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days ; 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ  : 

2  For  the  flocks  spread  o'er  the  plain, 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain, 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fattening  dews, 
Suns  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse  ; 

3  All  that  spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land ; 

All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores  ; — 

4  These  to  thee,  our  God,  we  owe, 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow ; 
And  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 


903.* 

Ni.WTOH. 

New  Year's  Day. 

1  While,  with  ceaseless  course,  fl» 

Basted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Never  more  to  meet  us  here  : 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below  : 
We  a  iittle  longer  wait, 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live, 

With  eternity  in  view  ; 
Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young  ; 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love  : 
When  our  life's  short  race  is  run, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

904.*   7s. 

AKOKTMOTJS. 

The  same. 

1  Time  by  moments  steals  away, 
First  the  hour,  and  then  the  day ; 
Small  the  daily  loss  appears, 
Yet  it  soon  amounts  to  years. 

2  Thus  another  year  is  flown  ; 
Now  it  is  no  more  our  own, 

If  it  brought  or  promised  good, 
Than  the  years  before  the  flood. 

3  But  may  none  of  us  forget 
It  has  left  us  much  in  debt  ; 
Who  can  tell  the  vast  amount 
Placed  to  every  one's  account ! 

4  If  we  see  another  year, 

May  thy  blessing  meet  us  here  ; 

Sun  of  righteousness,  arise, 

Warm  our  hearts  and  bless  our  eyes  ! 

905.*   7s. 

Close  of  a  New  Year's  Day  Service. 

1  Bless,  0  Lord,  each  opening  year 
To  the  souls  assembled  here  : 
Clothe  thy  word  with  power  divine, 
Make  us  willing  to  be  thine. 

2  Where  thou  hast  thy  work  begun, 
Give  new  strength  the  race  to  run  ; 
Scatter  darkness,  doubts,  and  fears, 
Wipe  away  the  mourner's  tears. 

3  Bless  us  all,  both  old  and  young  ; 
Call  forth  praise  from  every  tongue  : 
Let  our  whole  assembly  prove 

All  thy  power  and  all  thy  love  ! 


*  Sing  Nuremburg,  page  93,  or  Grannis,  page  154. 


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THE    SEASONS. 


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906.   5  &  us. 

77<e  ATew  Year. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream  ; 
Our  time  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away, 


And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay: 
Oh  !  that  each,  from  his  Lord, 
May  receive  the  glad  word, — 
"  Well  and  faithfully  done  ! 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne !" 


FAST   AND    THANKSGIVING. 


327 


PROSPERITY.    L.  M.    6  lines. 

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907.    L.  M.  61. 

KIPPIS. 

Thanksgiving  for  National  Prosperity. 

2  With  grateful  hearts,  with  joyful  tongues, 
To  God  we  raise  united  songs  ; 
Here  still  may  God  in  mercy  reign ; 
Crown  our  just  counsels  with  success, 
With  peace  and  joy  our  borders  bless, 
And  all  our  sacred  rights  maintain. 

908.    L.  M.  61. 

ANONTMOUS. 

Thanksgiving  Hymn. 

1  Father  of  mercies  !    God  of  peace  ! 
Being  whose  bounties  never  cease  ! 
"While  to  the  heavens,  in  grateful  tones, 
Ascend  our  mingled  orisons, 
Listen  to  these,  the  notes  of  praise, 
Which  we,  a  happy  people,  raise  ! 


2  Our  hamlets,  sheltered  by  thy  care, 
Abodes  of  peace  and  plenty  are  ; 
Our  tillage  by  thy  blessing"  yields 
An  hundred  fold  from  ripened  fields  : 
And  flowing  grain,  and  burthened  vine, 
Are  tokens  of  thy  love  divine. 

3  The  cradled  head  of  infancy 
Doth  owe  its  tranquil  rest  to  thee  ; 
Youth's  doubting  step,  man's  firmer  tread, 
In  years  mature,  by  thee  are  led  ; 
Secure  may  trembling  aire,  oh  Lord  ! 
Lean  on  its  staff,  thyho'ly  word. 

4  Teach  us  these  blessings  to  improve, 
Teach  us  to  serve  thee,  teach  to  love; 
Exalt  our  hearts,  that  we  may  see 
The  giver  of  all  good  in  thee"; 

And  be  thy  word  our  daily  food, 
Thy  service,  Lord,  our  greatest  good. 


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FAST    AND   THANKSGIVING. 


MONMOUTH.    L.  M 
JUL. 


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909.  L.  M. 

DYER. 

Public  Humiliation. 

2  Thine  is  the  hand  that  moves  the  spheres, 

That  wakes  the  wind,  and  lifts  the  sea; 
And  man,  who  moves  the  lord  of  earth, 
Acts  but  the  part  assigned  to  thee. 

3  While  suppliant  crowds  implore  thine  aid, 

To  thee  we  raise  the  humble  cry ; 
Thine  altar  is  the  contrite  heart, 
Thine  incense  a  repentant  sigh. 

4  This  day  we  deeply  mourn  our  sins, 

Confess  thy  power,  and  bless  thy  rod  ; 
0  let  us  know  thy  pardoning  love, 
And  fiud  in  thee  a  guardian  God. 

910.  L.  M. 

CHRISTIAN   MELODIST. 

Divine  Aid  implored  in  National  Distress. 

1  Why  should  thy  face,  where  mercies  dwell, 
Its  beams  of  majesty  conceal  ; 
Regardless  of  the  woes  that  wait 
Around  our  long  afflicted  state  1 

2  Behold,  our  soul  with  sorrow  bends, 
And  down  to  dust  our  life  descends  ; 
And  while  thine  arm  its  aid  denies, 
Prostrate  on  earth,  deserted  lies. 


3  Thy  mercy,  Lord,  alone  we  claim  : 
Redeem  us,  and  exalt  thy  name  ; 
Rise  for  our  help,  almighty  Lord ! 
Salvation  shall  attend  thy  word. 


911.     C.  M. 


RlPrON'S   COLL. 


Public  Supplication. 

1  When  Abrah'm,  full  of  sacred  awe, 

Before  Jehovah  stood, 
And,  with  an  humble,  fervent  prayer, 
For  guilty  Sodom  sued, — 

2  With  what  success,  what  wondrous  grace, 

Was  his  petition  crowned  ! 
The  Lord  would  spare,  if  in  this  place 
Ten  righteous  men  were  found. 

3  And  could  a  single  pious  soul 

So  rich  a  boon  obtain  ? 
Great  God,  and  shall  a  nation  cry, 
And  plead  with  thee  in  vain  ?  " 

4  Are  not  the  righteous  dear  to  thee 

Now,  as  in  aneient  times? 

Or  does  this  sinful  land  exceed 

Gomorrah  in  her  crimes  ? 

5  Still  we  are  thine  ;  we  bear  thy  name  ; 

Here  yet  is  thine  abode  : 
Long  has  thy  presence  blessed  our  land  : 
Forsake  us  not,  0  God. 


FAST   AND   THANKSGIVING. 


329 


JULIUS.    C.  M. 


By  permission. 


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912.    c.  M. 

The  Mercy-Seat. 


MRS.   STEELE. 


2  When,  in  the  day  of  deep  distress, 

To  thee,  my  God  !  I  cried, 
With  strength  divine,  thy  powerful  grace 
My  fainting  soul  supplied. 

3  My  cheerful  hope  can  never  die, 

If  thou,  my  God  !  art  near ; 
Thy  grace  can  raise  my  comforts  high, 
And  banish  every  fear. 

4  My  great  Protector,  and  my  Lord  ! 

Thy  constant  aid  impart ; 
Oh  !  let  thy  kind,  thy  gracious  word 
Sustain  my  trembling  heart. 

5  Oh  !  never  let  my  soul  remove 

From  this  divine  retreat ; 
Still  let  me  trust  thy  power  and  love, 
And  dwell  beneath  thy  feet. 


913.    C.  M. 

ETPPOX-S   COLL. 

Judgments  for  National  Sins  deprecated. 

I  Almighty  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Thy  mourning  people  bend ; 
'Tis  on  thy  pardoning  grace-  alone 
Our  dying  hopes  depend. 

[28*] 


2  Dark  judgments  from  thy  heavy  hand, 

Thy  dreadful  power  display  ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  our  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 

3  How  changed,  alas  !  are  truths  divine, 

For  error,  guilt,  and  shame  ! 
What  impious  numbers,  bold  in  sin, 
Disgrace  the  Christian  name  ! 

4  O,  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord ; 

Convert  us  by  thy  grace ; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  see  again  thy  face. 

914.    C.  M. 

HAS 

Public  Humiliation. 

1  Lord,  look  on  all  assembled  here, 

Who  in  thy  presence  stand, 
To  offer  up  united  prayer 
For  this  our  sinful  land. 

2  O,  may  we  all,  with  one  consent, 

Fall  low  before  thy  throne, 
With  tears  the  nation's  sins  lament, 
The  church's  and  our  own. 

3  And  should  the  dread  decree  be  past. 

And  we  must  feel  the  rod, — 
Let  faith  and  patience  hold  us  fast 
To  our  correcting  God. 


330 


FAST    AND    THANKSGIVING. 


AVON.    7s. 

* 


S.   B.   BALL. 


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915.    7s. 

BATH! 

Encouragement  to  seek  God. 

1  Oh  !  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord  ; 
All  his  wondrous  deeds  proclaim ; 
Every  tongue  his  praise  record ; 
Every  heart  adore  his  name. 


2  Seek  the  Lord,  his  grace  implore, 
On  his  love  your  trust  repose ; 
Seek  his  presence  evermore  ; 
There  lay  down  your  cares  and  woes. 


3  Ye,  who  make  the  Lord  your  choice, 
Call  to  mind  his  works  of  love; 
Tell  his  wonders  and  rejoice 
In  your  King  who  reigns  above. 


4  Thou,  0  Lord,  art  true  and  just ; 

Thou  wilt  crown  with  sure  success, 
AH  the  waiting  souls  that  trust 
In  thy  love  and  faithfulness. 


916.    7s. 

Thanksgiving. 


HARTFORD   COLL. 


1  Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song 
Praises  to  our  God  belong  ; 
Saints  and  angels  !  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  the  heavenly  King. 


2  Blessings  from  his  liberal  hand 
Plow  around  this  happy  land ; 
Guarded  by  his  watchful  eye, 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 


3  Here  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
May  we  cheerfully  obey, 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod, 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 


4  Hark !  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings  ; 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  grateful  notes  prolong. 


FAST   AND   THANKSGIVING. 


331 


n.  c. 


THANKSGIVING.    11  &  8s. 

1.  Be  joy  -  ful    in      God,  all    ye  lands  of  the  earth,  0  serve  him  with  gladness  and  fear; 

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his  presence  with  mu-sic  and  mirth, With  love  and  de  -  votion  draw  near. 


iliiSSillpgSpipilgig 


MONTGOMERY. 


917.     lis  &  8s. 

Call  to  Thanksgiving  and  Praise. 

2  Jehovah  is  God,  and  Jehovah  alone, 
Creator  and  ruler  o'er  all ; 
And  we  are  his  people,  his  sceptre  we  own  ; 
His  sheep,  and  we  follow  his  call. 

2  0  enter  his  gates  with  thanksgiving  and  song ; 
Your  vows  in  his  temple  proclaim  ; 
His  praise  with  melodious  accordance  prolong, 
And  bless  his  adorable  name. 

4  For  good  is  the  Lord,  inexpressibly  good, 
And  we  are  the  work  of  his  hand ; 
His  mercy  and  truth  from  eternity  stood, 
And  shall  to  eternity  stand. 


918.*    8  &  7s. 

ANONYMOUS. 

National  Thanksgiving  and"  Prayer. 

Lord  of  heaven,  and  earth,  and  ocean, 

Hear  us  from  thy  bright  abode, 
While  our  hearts  with  deep  devotion, 

Own  their  great  and  gracious  God  : 
Now  with  joy  we  come  before  thee  ; 

Seek  thy  face,  thy  mercies  sing  : 
Lord  of  life,  and  light,  and  glory, 

Guard  thy  church,  thou  heavenly  King. 


2  Health,  and  every  needful  blessing, 

Are  thy  bounteous  gifts  alone ; 
Comforts  undeserved  possessing, 

Here  we  bend  before  thy  throne : 
Thee,  with  humble  adoration, 

Lord,  we  praise  for  mercies  past; 
Still  to  this  most  favored  nation 

May  those  mercies  ever  last. 


*  Sing  Bethlehem,  page  284. 


332 


IIYMXS   FOR    SEAMEN. 


EVENING  CHANT.    L.  M. 


L.    MARSHALL. 


1. Would  you  be  -hold  the  works  of     God,      His  won-ders    in       the    world  a  -  broad 


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919.    L.  M. 

WATT 

The  Mariner's  Hymn. 

1  "Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 
His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad, — 
Go  with  the  mariners,  and  trace 

The  unknown  regions  of  the  seas. 

2  They  leave  their  native  shores  behind, 
And  seize  the  favor  of  the  wind  ; 

Till  God  commands,  and  tempests  rise 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies. 

3  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Lost  to  all  hope,  to  God  they  cry  : 
His  mercy  hears  their  loud  address, 
And  sends  salvation  in  distress. 


4  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  assuage ; 
The  furious  waves  forget  their  rage  : 
'Tis  calm  ;  and  sailors  smile  to  see 
The  haven  where  they  wished  to  be. 


5  O  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord ! 
Let  them  their  private  offerings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  sing. 


920.    L.  M. 

i 
Prayer  at  Sea. 


MRS.   SIGOURN'ET. 


1  Prayer  may  be  sweet  in  cottage  homes, 

Where  sire  and  child  devoutly  kneel, 
While  through  the  open  casement  nigh 
The  vernal  blossoms  fragrant  steal. 

2  Prayer  may  be  sweet  in  stately  halls, 

Where  heart  with  kindred  heart  is  blent, 
And  upwards  to  th'  eternal  throne 
The  hymn  of  praise  melodious  sent. 

3  But  he  who  fain  would  know  how  warm 

The  soul's  appeal  to  God  mav  be, 
Prom  friends  and  native  land  should  turn, 
A  wanderer  on  the  faithless  sea ; — 

4  Should  hear  its  deep,  imploring  tone 

Rise  heavenward  o'er  the  foaming  surge, 
When  billows  toss  the  fragile  bark, 
And  fearful  blasts  the  conflict  urge. 

5  Nought,  nought  appears  but  sea  and  sky ; 

No  refuge  where  the  foot  may  flee  : 
How  will  he  cast,  O  Rock  divine, 
The  anchor  of  his  soul  on  thee  ! 


HYMNS   FOR   SEAMEN. 


333 


921.    L.  M. 

COWPER. 

Temptation  compared  to  a  Storm. 

1  The  billows  swell ;  the  winds  are  high  ; 
Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky  : 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call  ; 

My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  O  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  storm ; 
Defend  me  from  each  threatening  ill ; 
Control  the  waves,  say  "  Peace  !  be  still." 

3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hope  on  thee ; 
Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

4  Though  tempest-tossed,  and  half  a  wreck, 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek  ; 
Let  neither  winds  nor  stormy  rain 
Force  back  my  shattered  bark  again. 

922.*   I*  M.  61. 

ANONYMOUS. 

The  same. 

1  Lord  of  the  sea  ! — thy  potent  sway 
Old  ocean's  wildest  waves  obey  ; 

The  gale  that  whistles  through  the  shrouds, 
The  storm  that  drives  the  frighted  clouds, — 
If  but  thy  whisper  order  peace, 
How  soon  their  rude  commotions  cease ! 

2  Lord  of  the  sea  ! — the  seamen  keep 
From  all  the  dangers  of  the  deep  ! 
When  high  the  white-capped  billows  rise, 
"When  tempests  roar  along  the  skies, 
When  foes  or  shoals  awaken  fear, — 

0  !  in  thy  mercy  be  thou  near  ! 


Lord  of  the  sea ! — when,  safe  from  harm, 
The  sailor  rests  in  Blnmbers  calm, 
May  dreams  of  home  his  spirit  cheer*, — 
Dreams  that  shall  never  false  appear; 
May  thoughts  of  friends,  and  peace,  and  thee, 
His  solid  consolations  be  ! 

Lord  of  the  sea  ! — a  sea  is  life, 
Of  care  and  sorrow,  woe  and  strife  ! 
With  watchful  pains  we  steer  along, 
To  keep  the  right  path,  shun  the  wrong: 
God  grant,  that  after  every  roam, 
We  gain  an  everlasting  home  ! 

923.t    C.  M. 

madan's  coll. 
Thanksgiving  for  Deliverance  in  a  Storm. 

1  Our  little  bark,  on  boisterous  seas, 

By  cruel  tempests  tost, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Expecting  to  be  lost, — 

2  We  to  the  Lord,  in  humble  prayer, 

Breathed  out  our  sad  distress  ; 
Though  feeble,  yet  with  contrite  hearts, 
We  begged  return  of  peace. 

3  Then  ceased  the  stormy  winds  to  blow ; 

The  surges  ceased  to  roll ; 

And  soon  again  a  placid  sea 

Spoke  comfort  to  the  soul. 

4  O,  may  our  grateful,  trembling  hearts 

Their  hallelujahs  sing 
To  him  who  hath  our  lives  preserved, — 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King. 


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924.    C.  M. 

ANONTM( 

The  Sailor's  Grave. 

1  Not  in  the  church-yard  shall  he  sleep, 

Amid  the  |  silent  |  gloom, — 
His  home  was  on  the  mighty  deep, 
And  |  there  shall  |  be  his  |  tomb. 

2  He  loved  his  own  bright,  deep  blue  sea, 

O'er  it  he  |  loved  to  |  roam  ; 

•  Sing  Eaton,  page  182. 


And  now  his  winding  sheet  shall  be 
That  |  same  bright  |  ocean's  |  foam. 

3  No  village  bell  shall  toll  for  him 

Its  mournful,  |  solemn  |  dirge ; 
The  wind  shall  chant  a  requiem 
To — him  be-  |  neath  the  |  surge. 

4  For  him,  break  not  the  grassy  turf, 

Nor  turn  the  |  dewy  |  sod  ; 
His  dust  shall  rest  beneath  the  surf, 
His  |  spirit  |  with  his  |  God. 

t  Sing  Woodstock,  page  306. 


334 


HYMNS   FOR   SEAMEN. 


ASCENSION 

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N.    D.   GOULD. 


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925.   7s. 

C.  WESLE 

At  Sea. 

2  Father,  let  our  faithful  mind 
Best,  on  thee  alone  reclined  : 
Every  anxious  thought  repress, 
Keep  our  souls  in  perfect  peace. 

3  Keep  the  friends  whom  now  we  leave ; 
Bid  them  to  each  other  cleave ; 

Bid  them  walk  on  life's  rough  sea, 
Bid  them  come  by  faith  to  thee. 

4  Save,  till  all  these  tempests  end, 
All  who  on  thy  love  depend  ; 
"Waft  our  happy  spirits  o'er, 
Land  us  on  the  heavenly  shore. 


926.*  7s. 

The  same. 


MRS.   SIGOUKNEY. 


When  the  parting  bosom  bleeds, 
When  our  native  shore  recedes, 
When  the  wild  and  faithless  main 
Takes  us  to  her  trust  again, 
Father  !  view  a  sailor's  woe — 
Guide  us  wheresoe'er  we  go. 


2  When  the  lonely  watch  we  keep, 
Silent  on  the  mighty  deep, 
While  the  boisterous  surges  hoarse 
Bear  us  daily  on  our  course, 
Eye  that  never  slumbers  !  6hed 
Holy  influence  on  our  head. 


When  the  Sabbath's  peaceful  ray 
O'er  the  ocean's  breast  doth  play, 
Though  no  throngs  assemble  there, 
No  sweet  church-bell  warns  to  prayer, 
Spirit !  let  thy  presence  be 
Sabbath  to  the  unresting  sea. 


When  in  foreign  lands  we  roam, 
Far  from  kindred,  far  from  home, 
Stranger-eyes  our  conduct  view, 
Heathen-bands  our  steps  pursue, 
Let  our  conversation  be 
Fitting  those  who  follow  thee. 


5  Should  pale  death,  with  arrow  dread, 
Make  the  ocean-cave  our  bed, 
Though  no  eye  of  love  might  see 
Where  that  shrouded  grave  shall  be— 
God  !  who  hear'st  the  surges  roll, 
Deign  to  save  the  sailor's  soul. 


*  Repeat  the  first  two  lines. 


HYMNS    FOR    SEAMEN. 


335 


IjEffffg — '- 


HADDAM.    H.  M.  English. 

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* 


927.   H.  M. 

CHRISTIAN  HTMXS. 

The  Believer's  Spiritual  Voyage. 

2  Thou  art  my  pilot  wise  ; 

My  compass  is  thy  word ; 
My  soul  each  storm  defies, 

While  I  have  such  a  Lord  ! 
I  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  power 
To  save  me  in  the  trving  hour. 


3  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep 
Through  all  my  passage  lie, 


Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep 
And  guide  me  with  his  eye  ; 
My  anchor  hope  shall  firm  abide, 
And  every  boist'rous  storm  outride. 


4  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  and  blow 
A  prosp'rous  gale  of  grace  ; 
Waft  me  from  all  below, 

To  heaven,  my  destined  place ; 
Then  in  full  sail  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 


336 


HYMXS   FOR   SEAMEN. 


MIRIAM.     P.  M. 


AVI  SON. 


Launch  thy  bark,  ruar-i  -  rier:  Christian, God  speed  thee!Let  loose  the  rudder  bands, Good  angels  lead  thee! 

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Set  thy  sails    wa  -  ri  -  ly,  Tempests  will  come  ;  Steer  thy  course  stead-i  -  ly,  Christian,  steer  home! 


928.   P-  M. 

MRS.   SOUTHET. 

The  Mariner's  Hymn. 

2  Look  to  the  weather-bow, 

Breakers  are  round  thee  ; 
Let  fall  thy  plummet  now, 

Shallows  may  ground  thee. 
Reef  in  thy  foresail  there ; 

Hold  the  helm  fast : 


So, — let  the  vessel  wear, — 

By  swept  the  blast. 
3  Slacken  no  sail  yet,  at 

Inlet  or  island  ; 
Straight  for  the  beacon  steer, 

Straight  for  the  highland  ; 
Crowd  all  the  canvas  on, 

Cut  through  the  foam  ; — 
Christian  !  cast  anchor  now; 

Heaven  is  thy  home  ! 


929.*    ii  &  ios. 

The  Calm  of  the  Soul. 

1  When  winds  are  raging  o'er  the  upper  ocean, 

And  billows  wild  contend  with  angry  roar, 

'Tis  said,  far  down  beneath  the  wild  commotion 

That  peaceful  stillness  reigneth,  evermore. 

2  Far,  far  beneath,  the  noise  of  tempests  dieth, 

And  silver  waves  chime  ever  peacefully, 
And  no  rude  storm,  how  fierce  so  e'er  it  fiieth, 
Disturbs  the  Sabbath  of  that  deeper  sea. 

3  So  to  the  heart  that  knows  thy  love,  0  Purest ! 

There  is  a  temple  sacred  evermore, 
And  all  the  babble  of  life's  angry  voices 
Dies  in  hushed  stillness  at  its  peaceful  door. 

4  Far,  far  away,  the  roar  of  passion  dieth, 

And  Loving  thoughts  rise  calm  and  peacefully, 
And  no  rude  storm,  how  fierce  so  e'er  it  fiieth, 
Disturbs  the  soul  that  dwells,  O  Lord,  in  thee. 

*  Sing  ShiUaber,  page  209. 


MRS.  H.   B.   STOWB. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


337 


HENDERSON.     12s. 


By  permission. 


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Nor  hope  lends  a  ray,  the  poor  seaman  to  cher-ish,We  fly    to  our  Ma-ker,- 


Save,  Lord,  or  we  per-ish.' 


930.    12s. 

"  /Save,  Zorc?,  or  ive  perish." 

2  O  Jesus,  once  rocked  on  the  breast  of  the  billow, 
Aroused  by  the  shriek  of  despair  from  thy  pillow, — 
Now  seated  in  glory,  the  mariner  cherish, 
Who  cries  in  his  anguish,  "  Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish." 

3  And,  O,  when  the  whirlwind  of  passion  is  raging, 
When  sin  in  our  hearts  its  sad  warfare  is  waging, 
Then  send  down  thy  grace,  thy  redeemed  to  cherish  : 
Eebuke  the  destroyer, — "  Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish." 


CHANT. 


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931.    & 

The  Divine  Guardian. 


H.  P.   GOULD. 


1  O  th*ou,  who  hast  spread  out  the  skies, 

And  measured  the  |  depths  of  the  |  sea, 
'Twixt  heavens  and  ocean  shall  rise 
Our  |  incense  of  |  praises  to  [  thee. 

2  We  know  that  thy  presence  is  near, 

While  heaves  our  bark  far  |  from  the  |  land; 
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We  ride  o'er  the  deep  without  fear — 

The  |  waters  are  |  held  in  thy  |  hand. 
Eternity  comes  in  the  sound 

Of  billows  that  |  never  can  |  sleep ! 
There's  Deity  circling  us  round — 

Omnipo-  |  tence  walks  |  o'er  the  |  deep  ! 
O  Father  !  our  eye  is  to  thee, 

As  on  for  the  |  haven  we  |  roll ; 
And  faith  in  our  Pilot  shall  be 

An  J  anchor  to  |  steady  the  |  soul. 


338 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


NATICK.    C.  M 


v        1.  Not    for     the    sum  -  mer's  hour    a  -  lone,  When  skies     re  -  splen  -  dent  shine, 


And  youth  and  plea  -  sure  fill      the  throne,  Our  hearts  and  hands    we     join;.... 


^ 


932.    C.  M. 


L.  H.   SIGOURXEY. 


Marriage  Hymn. 

2  But  for  those  stern  and  wintry  days 

Of  sorrow,  pain  and  fear, 
"When  heaven's  wise  discipline  doth  make 
Our  earthly  journey  drear  ; — 

3  Not  for  the  span  of  life  alone, 

Which  like  a  blast  doth  fly, 
And  as  the  transient  flowers  of  grass 
Just  blossom,  droop,  and  die ; — 


4  But  for  a  being  without  end 
This  vow  of  love  we  take  ; 
Grant  us,  O  God,  one  home  at  last, 
For  thy  great  mercy's  sake. 


933.*     7  &  6s. 

The  same. 

1  When  on  her  Maker's  bosom 
The  new-bom  earth  was  laid, 


And  nature's  opening  blossom 
Its  fairest  bloom  displayed  ; 

When  all  with  fruits  and  flowers, 
The  laughing  soil  was  dressed, 

And  Eden's  fragrant  bowers 
Received  their  human  guest, — 


2  No  sin  his  face  defiling, 

The  heir  of  nature  stood, 
And  God,  benignly  smiling, 

Beheld  that  all  was  good. 
Yet  in  that  hour  of  blessing 

A  single  want  was  known, — 
A  wish  the  heart  distressing, — 

For  Adam  was  alone. 


3  0  God  of  pure  affection, 

By  men  and  saints  adored, 
O,  give  us  thy  protection, 

Around  this  nuptial  board  : 
May  thy  rich  bounties  ever 

To  wedded  love  be  shown, 
And  no  rude  hand  dissever 

Whom  thou  hast  linked  in  one. 


*  Sing  Astoria,  page  298. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


339 


ROSSINI.     L.  M. 

0 


1.  With  cheerful    voi  -  ces      rise  and  sing      The  prai  -  ses    of     our  God  and  King-; 

I  !  J-IJ  \ I ^f3hrh— i^$ffir£&^f 


For  he     a  -  lone  can    minds  u  -  nite,      And  bless  with  con -ju  -  gal        de- light. 


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934.    L.  M. 

The  same. 


AXOSYMOUS. 


2  This  youthful  pair,  0  Lord,  inspire 
With  heavenly  love,  that,  sacred  fire : 
From  this  blest  moment  may  they  prove 
The  bliss  divine  of  mutual  love. 

3  O  may  they  both  unceasing  find 
Substantial  pleasures  of  the  mind  ; 
Prospered  and  happy  may  they  be, 
And  both  united,  Lord,  to  thee. 

4  So  may  they  live  as  truly  one  ; 

And,  when  their  work  on  earth  is  done, 
Eise,  hand  in  hand,  to  heaven,  and  share 
The  joys  of  love  forever  there. 

935.    L.  M. 

LTRA   GEEMAXICA. 

Refuge  in  Time  of  Trouble. 

1  When  in  the  hour  of  utmost  need 
We  know  not  where  to  look  for  aid, 
When  days  and  nights  of  anxious  thought 
Nor  help  nor  counsel  yet  hath  brought. 

2  Then  this  our  comfort  is  alone, 
That  we  may  meet  before  thy  throne, 
And  cry,  0  faithful  God,  to  thee, 
For  rescue  from  our  misery. 

3  Ah,  hide  not  for  our  sins  thy  face, 
Absolve  us  through  thy  boundless  grace, 
Be  with  us  in  our  anguish  still, 

Free  us  at  last  from  every  ill. 


4  That  so  with  all  our  hearts  may  we 
Once  more  with  joy  give  thanks  to  thee, 
And  walk  obedient  to  thy  word, 
And  now  and  ever  praise  the  Lord. 


936.    L.  M. 

peatt's  coll. 
Israel  returning  from   Captivity. 

1  Why,  on  the  bending  willows  hung, 

0  Israel,  sleeps  thy  tuneful  string? — 
Still  mute  remains  thy  sullen  tongue, 
And  Zion's  song  declines  to  sing  ? 

2  Awake  !  thy  sweetest  raptures  raise  ; 

Let  harp  and  voice  unite  their  strains  : 
Thy  promised  King  his  sceptre  sways  ; 
And  Jesus,  thy  Messiah,  reigns. 

3  No  taunting  foes  the  song  require  ; 

No  strangers  mock  thy  captive  chain  ; 
But  friends  invite  the  silent  lyre, 
And  brethren  ask  the  holy*  strain. 

4  Nor  fear  thy  Salem's  hills  to  wrong, 

If  other  lands  thy  triumph  share  : 
A  heavenly  city  claims  thy  song  ; 
A  brighter  Salem  rises  there. 

5  By  foreign  streams  no  longer  roam  ; 

Nor,  weeping,  think  of  Jordan's  flood ' 
In  even*  clime  behold  a  home ; 
In  every  temple  see  thy  God. 


340 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


BURGHAM.    7  &  6s. 


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937.    7  &  6s. 

LITE 

Tfte  Salvation  of  Israel. 

2  How  long  the  holy  city 

Shall  heathen  feet  profane  ? 
Return,  0  Lord,  in  pity  ; 
Kebuild  her  walls  again. 

3  Let  fall  thy  rod  of  terror ; 

Thy  saving  grace  impart ; 

Roll  back  the  veil  of  error  ; 

Release  the  fettered  heart. 

4  Let  Israel,  home  returning, 

Her  lost  Messiah  6ee  ; 
Give  oil  of  joy  for  mourning, 
And  bind  thy  church  to  thee. 

938.*   L.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Prayer  for  Israel. 

1  O  thou,  who  once  on  Israel's  ground 
A  homeless  wanderer  wast  found, — 
Redeemer,  on  thy  heavenly  throne, 
Still  call  those  ancient  tribes  thine  own. 

2  Bid  their  departed  light  return  ; 
Thy  holy  splendor  round  them  burn  ; 
From  prostrate  Judah's  ruins  raise 

A  living  temple  to  thy  praise. 


939.*   L.  m. 

J.  Q.  ADAM*. 

Dedication  of  a  School-House. 

1  **  Let  there  be  light !"     So  spake  at  first 

Through  chaos  the  awakening  call, 
When  from  the  gloom  creation  burst, 
God's  glorious  handiwork  in  all. 

2  "  Let  there  be  light !"    Since  that  glad  birth, 

This  mandate  hath  its  mission  still 
Where'er  upon  this  varied  earth 

God's  offspring,  Man,  hath  mind  or  will. 

3  From  age  to  age  hath  knowledge  wrought 

Its  blessings  with  our  rising  race ; 
And  still  its  wondrous  power  is  sought, 
And  still  its  triumphs  may  we  trace. 

4  As  prosperous  we  would  make  its  way, 

Great  God  of  truth,  our  witness  bo ; 
And  aid  the  cause  for  which,  to-day, 
We  meet  as  one,  and  look  to  thee. 

5  And  speed  that  promised  hour  divine, 

Which  prophet  tongues  of  heaven  foretell, 
When  Truth's  and  Freedom's  light  shall  shine 
On  all  the  lands  where  man  shall  dwell. 


•  Sing  Duke  Street,  page  75,  or  Missionary  Chant,  page  133. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


341 


CHORAL.    C.  M. 

Unison. 


GERMAN.       S.    B. 


l.Let    mou  -  u  -  men-tal       pil  -  lars     rise       In      ma  -  jes    -  ty      sub  -  lime; 
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Their  gran  -  ite      col  -  umns  shall    de  -  cay 


Be  -  fore 


the    touch    of     time. 


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940.    C.  M. 

TAe  same. 


P.   H.   SWEETSER. 


2  But  mind,  enlightened  and  refined, 

Shall  live  beyond  the  sky, 

And  heavenly  sciences  explore, 

When  time  itself  shall  die  ! 

3  A  nobler  monument  we  raise 

Than  costly  marble  pile — 

A  beacon  light  to  lead  the  way 

From  ignorance  and  guile. 

4  This  house,  with  prayer,  0  God,  we  give 

To  truth's  supreme  control ; 
To  virtue  and  progressive  thought ; 
The  riches  of  the  soul. 

941.    L.  M. 

In  time  of  War. 

1  While  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around, 
And  death  and  ruin  strow  the  ground, 
To  thee  we  look,  on  thee  we  call, 

The  Parent  and  the  Lord  of  all. 

2  Thou,  who  hast  stamped  on  human  kind 
The  image  of  a  heaven-born  mind, 
And  in  a  Father's  wide  embrace 

Hast  cherished  all  the  kindred  race,— 
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3  Great  God,  whose  powerful  hand  can  bind 
The  raging  waves,  the  furious  wind, 

O,  bid  the  human  tempest  cease, 

And  hush  the  maddening  world  to  peace. 

4  With  reverence  may  each  hostile  land 
Hear  and  obey  that  high  command, 
Thy  Son's  blest  errand  from  above, — 
"  My  creatures,  live  in  mutual  love  !" 

943.    C.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

On  Occasion  of  a  Destructive  Fire. 

1  Eternal  God,  our  humbled  souls 

Before  thy  presence  bow  ; 
With  all  thy  wasting  magazines, 
How  terrible  art  thou  ! 

2  Fanned   by  thy  winds,  whole    sheets   of 

Like  a  wild  deluge  pour ;  [  flame, 

And  all  our  confidence  of  wealth 
Lies  mouldered  in  an  hour. 

3  Rolled  fiercely  on,  in  horrid  pomp, 

Destruction  rears  its  head  ; 
And  blackened  walls  and  smoking  heaps 
Through  all  the  streets  are  spread. 

4  Lord,  in  the  dust  we  lay  us  down, 

With  awe  adore  thy  name  ; 
Yet  bless  the  hand  of  guardian  Love, 
That  snatched  us  from  the  flame. 


342 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


DERBY.    H.  M. 


ifrlHlTJ"    I       1       1  \        1-1  I  I- 


1 .  Death  moves  with  victor's  tread,  In  our  high  pla  -  ces,  Lord !  The  hon-or  -  a  -  ble  dead 


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943.    H.  M. 

J.   O.   ADAMS. 

Z)eo/A  o/  a  Magistrate  or  Public  Man. 

2  While  thus  we  feel  the  rod 

Of  thine  afflictive  love, 
Teach  us,  our  fathers'  God, 

Thy  justice  to  approve. 
Though  all  thy  ways  we  cannot  trace, 
May  we  not  doubt  thy  guardian  grace. 

3  0  keep  us  in  thy  hand, 

A  chosen  race  for  thee ; 
And  make  our  own  loved  land 

The  true  home  of  the  free  ; 
Whero  sin  shall  cease,  and  righteousness 
Forever  dwell,  forever  bless. 

944.*   L.  M. 

ANONYMOUS. 

Darkness  of  Providence. 

1  Lord,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs, 

The  obscure  abyss  of  providence  ! 
Too  deep  to  sound  with  mortal  lines, 
Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  sense. 

2  Through  seas  and  storms  of  deep  distress 

We  sail  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight ; 
Faith  guides  us  in  the  wilderness, 
Through  all  the  terrors  of  tho  night. 

3  Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  rod 

Resolve  to  scourge  us  here  below, 
Still  let  us  lean  upon  our  God  ; 

Thine  arm  shall  bear  us  safely  through. 


945  *   L.  M. 

PHffiBE   CART. 

Prayer  for  the  Christian  near  Death. 

1  Think  on  him,  Lord !  we  a?k  thy  aid 

In  life's  most  dread  extremity  ; 
For  evil  days  have  come  to  him, 
Who  in  his  youth  remembered  thee. 

2  Look  on  him,  Lord  !  for  heart  and  flesh, 

Alike,  must  fall  without  thy  grace ; 

Part  back  the  clouds,  that  he  may  see 

The  brightness  of  his  Father's  face. 

3  Speak  to  him.  Lord  !  as  thou  didst  talk 

To  Adam  in  the  Garden's  shade, 
And  grant  it  unto  him  to  hear 
Thy  voice,  and  not  to  be  afraid. 

4  Support  him,  Lord  !  that  he  may  come, 

Leaning  on  thee,  in  faith  sublime, 
Up  to  that  awful  landmark,  set, 
Between  eternity  and  time. 


5  And,  Lord  !  if  it  must  be  that  wo 

Shall  walk  with  him  no  more  below, 
Reach,  out  of  heaven,  thy  loving  hand, 
And  lead  him  where  we  cannot  go. 


*  Sing  Seasons,  page 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


.343 


CONFIDENCE.     C.  M. 


J.   L.   OILBBBT. 


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StirSiiiEiiiiiSiil^l^ills 


946.    C.  M. 

ANONYMOUS 

The   Widow's  Prayer. 

2  Be  thou,  0  Lord,  my  Father  still, 

My  confidence  and  guide  ; 

I  know  that  perfect  is  thy  will, 

Whate'er  that  will  decide. 

3  I  know  the  soul  that  trusts  in  thee, 

Thou  never  wilt  forsake  ; 
And  though  a  bruised  reed  I  be, 
That  reed  thou  wilt  not  break. 

4  Then  keep  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go, 

Support  me  on  my  way, 
Though  worn  with  poverty  and  woe, 
My  widowed  footsteps  stray. 

5  To  give  my  weakness  strength,  0  God, 

Thy  staff  shall  yet  avail ; 
And  though  thou  chasten  with  thy  rod, 
That  staff  shall  never  fail. 


947.    C.  M. 

AN0NTM0O 

The  Orphan's  Hymn. 

1  Where  shall  the  child  of  sorrow  find 

A  place  for  calm  repose  ? 
Thou,  Father  of  the  fatherless, 
Pity  the  orphan's  woes  ! 

2  What  friend  have  I  in  heaven  or  earth, 

What  friend  to  trust  but  thee  1 
My  father's  dead — my  mother's  dead ; 
My  God,  remember  me  ! 


3  Thy  gracious  promise  now  fulfil, 

And  bid  my  trouble  cease  ; 
In  thee  the  fatherless  shall  find 
Pure  mercy,  grace  and  peace. 

4  I've  not  a  secret  care  or  pain 

But  he  that  secret  knows ; 
Thou,  Father  of  the  fatherless, 
Pity  the  orphan's  woes  ! 

948.  C.  M. 

WATTS. 

Preparation  for  Old  Age. 

1  My  God  !  my  everlasting  hope ! 

I  live  upon  thy  truth ; 
Thy  hands  have  borne  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthened  all  my  youth. 

2  My  frame  was  fashioned  by  thy  power, 

With  all  these  limbs  of  mine ; 
And  since  my  life's  first  dawning  hour, 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen 

Repeated  every  year ; 
Behold,  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 

And  shadows  dim  my  eyes  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  shine 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 

5  Then,  in  the  history  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  every  page, 
In  every  line  thy  praise. 


344 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


WINCHESTER.     L.  M. 


DR.    CROFT. 


■*r-h — r-h — r~h '-t-yjfj-*-?-^— .-t-s— :-Tfr=«-i-S-F 


1.  Thou  God  of    years  and  sea  -  sons,    all 


Of    light,  and  peace,  and  love,  and  pow'r; 


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949.   L.  m. 

J.   Q.   ADAMS. 

For  a  Christian  Festival. 

1  Thou  God  of  years  and  seasons,  all, 

Of  light,  and  peace,  and  love,  and  power: 
Once  more  on  thy  great  name  we  call, 
In  this,  our  holy  festal  hour. 

2  "We  praise  thee  for  thy  presence  here, 

For  prayer,  and  speech,  and  cheerful  song ; 
For  guardian  care,  that  year  by  year 
Attends  us  all  life's  ways  along  : 

3  For  what  we  hope,  and  what  we  see 

Of  human  progress  in  our  time  ; 
But  gleams  of  freedom  though  they  be, 
Yet  dawning  of  its  day  sublime ! 

4  And  since  again  apart  we  move 

In  life's  great  work,  to  us  be  given 
The  faith  that  toils  in  Christian  love, 

And  blesses  man  with  Truth's  own  heaven. 


6  &  4s. 

MRS. 


950.* 

The 

1  As  to  their  holy  place, 
The  Jews,  God's  ancient  race, 
Thronged  year  by  year : 


So  now,  our  feet  have  sought 
This  Mecca  of  our  thought, 
And  hearts  with  gladness  fraught 
Have  led  us  here. 


We  come,  with  words  of  hope, 
For  strong  the  hands  that  cope 

With  giant  wrong ; 
He  leads  the  conquerors  on, 
Who  has  the  strife  begun — 
The  victory  will  be  won 

Through  him,  ere  long. 


Yes,  for  it  hastes,  that  day 
When  Love  and  Right  shall  sway 

The  wide,  wide  world  : 
Then  shall  the  slave  go  free, 
Then  shall  oppression  flee, 
And  war's  red  banner  be 

Forever  furled ! 


For  this,  O  brothers,  toil ! 
Ye  cannot  now  assoil 

From  work,  your  hand : 
Then  on,  with  vigor  new  ! 
Press  every  barrier  through, 
Till  error's  ranks  ye  view, 

A  vanquished  band ! 


Sing  Credo,  page  318. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


345 


MEDWAY.    L.  M. 


l'hur.OLESI. 


isiscgisiisis 


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1.  The  morn-ing  stars  in      con-cert  sang,When  God  ere  -  a    -    ted    heav'n  and  earth; 


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And  earth  and  heav'n  with    mu-sic  rang,  When    an -gels  hail'd  Mes-si  -  ah's  birth. 


951.    L.  M. 


MONTGOMERY. 


Opening  of  an  Organ. 

1  The  morning  stars  in  concert  sang, 

When  God  created  heaven  and  earth  ; 
And  earth  and  heaven  with  music  rang, 
When  angels  hailed  Messiah's  birth. 


2  Nor  ever,  since  his  Sabbath-rest, 

When  the  great  Maker  from  the  skies, 
His  finished  works  beheld  and  bless'd, 
Have  songs  of  glory  ceased  to  rise. 


3  Where  two  or  three  in  union  meet, 

Or  thousands  throng  the  house  of  prayer, 
Heart-melodies,  thanksgivings  sweet, 
And  faithful  vows  are  offered  there. 


4  Now,  with  all  instruments  in  one, 
All  spirits  tuned  to  one  accord, 
Our  prayer  be  this,  "  Thy  will  be  done ;" 
And  this  our  anthem,  "  Praise  the  Lord  V 


952.   L.  m. 

MONTGOMERY, 

For  a  Female  Friendly  Society. 

1  Our  soul  shall  magnify  the  Lord, 

In  him  our  spirit  shall  rejoice  ; 
Assembled  here  Avith  sweet  accord, 

Our  hearts  shall  praise  him  with  our  voice. 

2  Since  he  regards  our  low  estate, 

And  hears  his  handmaids  when  they  pray, 
We  humbly  plead  at  Mercy's  gate, 
Where  none  are  ever  turned  away. 

3  The  poor  are  his  peculiar  care, 

To  them  his  promises  are  sure ; 
His  gifts  the  poor  in  spirit  share  : 
0  may  we  always  thus  be  poor  ! 

4  God  of  our  hope,  to  thee  we  bow, 

Thou  art  our  refuge  in  distress  : 
The  husband  of  the  widow,  thou, 
The  father  of  the  fatherless. 

5  May  we  the  law  of  love  fulfil ; 

To  bear  each  other's  burdens  here ; 
Suffer  and  do  thy  righteous  will, 
And  walk  in  all  thy  faith  and  fear. 


346 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


WILMOT.    8  &  7s. 


iisisi 


1.  Bless,  O      bless    Al  -  migh  -  ty      Fath-er,     Wo-man's  mis-sion  with  our    race,— 


9_i 


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Her    fond    6triv  -  ings    here     to      gath  -  er     Fruits  for    thy    re  -  deem-ing  grace. 


953.     8  &  7s. 
Woman's  Mission. 


3.  Q.  ADAMS. 


2  Though  her  way  be  not  where  honor 

Wins  the  gazing  world's  acclaim, 
Yet  we  bless  thee  that  upon  her 
Eests  the  power  of  Jesus'  name. 

3  In  that  name,  0  Father,  strengthen 

Her  full  heart  and  ready  hands  ; 
May  her  efforts  serve  to  lengthen 
Christian  love's  encircling  bands. 

4  Where  the  mourning  and  the  needy 

And  the  suffering  faint  and  die, 
Be  her  presence  sure  and  speedy, 
Mercy's  blessings  to  supply. 

5  Where  old  error's  words  are  spoken, 

Be  truth's  witness  by  her  given, 
Till,  the  spell  of  bondage  broken, 
Earth  redeemed  resembles  heaven. 


954.*   c.  M. 

J.   G.  ADAMS. 

Dedication  of  a  Town-IIalL 

1  For  homes  of  Freedom  in  our  land, 
For  rights  to  freemen  dear, 
Great  God  !  we  praise  thee,  as  we  stand 
This  day  assembled  here. 


2  F'or  what  our  fathers  hero  have  known 
Of  thy  paternal  care  ; 
For  seeds  of  strength  which  they  have  sown, 
Whose  fruits  their  children  share  : 


3  For  all  we  praise  thee  !  as  we  come 
This  house  to  dedicato  ; 
As  Freedom's  temple,  Freedom's  home, 
In  our  good  town  and  State  ! 


4  Lord,  make  it  such  to  us  and  ours, 
A  sacred  altar-shrine ; 
Where  freemen  consecrate  their  powers 
To  Truth  and  Right  divine  ! 


5  Let  strife  of  sect  and  party  hate, 
Be  banished  from  these  walls, 

And  men  come  here  to  serve  the  State, 
As  holy  duty  calls. 


6  And  haste  the  day  when  through  all  lands, 
This  manly  work  is  done ; 
Which,   in   Truth's   power,  and  Freedom's 
bands, 
Shall  make  the  nations  one ! 


•  Sing  Christmas,  page  130. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


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DAVID    TAINE. 


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C.   H. 

Dedication  of  a  Cemetery. 

2  We  choose  this  sacred  forest  gloom, 
Around  us  now  so  calmly  spread ; 
To  rear  the  column  and  the  tomb, 
And  build  our  city  of  the  dead. 


3  And  0,  how  meet  for  its  repose, 

This  soothing  shade  and  silence  deep  ! 
They'll  woo  us  at  life's  evening  close, 
To  death's  untroubled,  dreamless  sleep. 


4  Here,  side  by  side,  the  high  and  low, 
And  rich  and  poor  shall  equal  lie  ; 
While  o'er  them  love's  warm  tears  shall  flow, 
And  friendship  heave  her  poignant  sigh. 


5  Here,  then,  let  Hope's  bright  beacon  burn, 
And  Faith  say,  pointing  from  the  sod, 
"  While  dust  doth  unto  dust  return, 
The  spirit  shall  ascend  to  God." 


956.   L.  M. 

MRS.   C0CN-TRY3UN. 

Close  of  the  Sabbath. 

1  Another  Sabbath,  Lord,  has  gone, 
Another  day  of  peace  and  rest ; 
Swiftly  its  precious  hours  have  flown — 
Hours,  which  thy  sacred  presence  blest. 


2  The  portals  of  a  week  of  care, 
Stand  open  for  our  weary  feet ; 
Oh  !  give  us  strength  to  enter  there, 
Grant  us  thy  grace  its  toils  to  meet. 


3  May  the  pure  joys  this  day  hath  brought, 
Shed  gladness  o'er  the  coming  hours, — 
The  cheering  truths  thy  word  hath  taught, 
Give  strength  to  all  our  faltering  powers. 


4  May  Faith's  bright  angel  be  our  guide 
Across  the  stream  of  toil  and  care, 
Whose  troubled  waters  so  divide 
These  Sabbath-times  of  praise  and  prayer. 


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GAZA.    H.  M. 


MARCELLO. 


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957.  H.  M. 

E.  TUBNER. 

Thanks  at  the  close  of  Service. 

2  Here,  in  thine  earthly  house, 

Our  joyful  souls  have  met ; 
Here  paid  our  solemn  vows, 

And  felt  our  union  sweet. 
For  this  our  tongues  thy  love  proclaim, 
And  chant  the  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Now  may  we  dwell  in  peaee, 

Till  here  again  we  come  ; 
And  may  our  love  increase, 

Till  thou  shalt  bring  us  home. 
Then  shall  our  tongues  thy  love  proclaim, 
And  chant  the  honors  of  thy  name. 

958.  L.  M. 

H.   BALLOU. 

Dismission. 
1  From  worship,  now,  thy  church  dismiss — 
But  not  without  thy  blessing,  Lord  ; 
O,  grant  a  taste  of  heavenly  bliss, 
Aud  seal  instruction  from  thy  word. 


2  Oft  may  these  pleasant  scenes  return, 

When  we  shall  meet  to  worship  thee  ; 
Oft  may  our  hearts  within  us  bum, 
To  hear  thy  word,  thy  goodness  see. 

3  And  when  these  pleasant  scenes  are  past, 

To  thee,  our  God,  0  may  we  come, 
And  meet  th'  assembled  world  at  last, 
In  Zion,  our  eternal  home. 


959.    C.  M. 

Closing  Hymn. 


MOSES   BALLOC 


1  "We  now  invoke  thy  blessing,  Lord, 

On  this  day's  worship,  here  ; 
Help  us  to  lean  upon  thy  word, 
And  find  our  comfort  there. 

2  Hallow  the  hours  that  unto  thee, 

In  faith  and  love  we've  given; 
And  daily  help  our  souls  to  sec 
More  of  the  bliss  of  heaven. 


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MXKDSLftfOHX. 


1.  Thy    presence,  e?  -  er-living  God!  Wide  thro'  all  nature  spreads  abroad  ;  Thy  watchful  eves  which 


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2  "While  near  each  other  we  remain, 
Thou  dost  our  lives  and  powers  sustain ; 
When  separate,  we  rejoice  to  share 
Thy  counsels,  and  thy  gracious  care. 

3  To  thee  we  now  commit  our  ways, 
And  still  implore  thy  heavenly  grace  ; 
Still  cause  thy  face  on  us  to  shine, 
And  guard  and  guide  us  still  as  thine. 

4  Give  us  within  thy  house  to  raise 
Again  united  songs  of  praise ; 
Or,  if  that  joy  no  more  be  known, 
Give  us  to  meet  around  thy  throne. 

961.*     8  &  7s. 
Go  in  Peace. 

1  Go  in  peace  ! — serene  dismission, 

To  the  loving  heart  made  known ; 
When  it  pours  in  deep  contrition, 
Prayer  before  the  eternal  throne. 

2  Go  in  peace  !  thy  sins  forgiven, 

Christ  hath  healed  thee,  set  thee  free ; 
Every  spirit-fetter  riven, 
Go  in  peace,  and  liberty ! 

3  Saviour  !  breathe  this  benediction 

O'er  our  spirits  while  we  pray ; 
Let  us  part  in  sweet  conviction 

Thou  hast  blessed  our  souls  to-day. 


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•  Sing  Grannis,  page  154. 


962.    H.  M. 

A  Blessing  sought  on   Worship. 

1  Here,  gracious  God,  do  thou 

In  mercy  now  draw  nigh  ; 
Accept  each  faithful  prayer, 

And  mark  each  suppliant  sigh  ; 
In  copious  shower,  I  This  holy  day, 
On  all  who  pray,        [    Thy  blessings  pour. 

2  Here  may  we  find  from  heaven, 

The  grace  which  we  implore  ; 
And  may  that  grace  once  given, 

Be  with  us  evermore, — 
Until  that  day  |    To  endless  rest, 

When  all  the' blest,    j    Are  called  away. 

963.t    C.  M. 

The  Seed  of  the   Word. 

1  0  God,  by  whom  the  seed  is  given, 

By  whom  the  harvest  blest,         [heaven, 
Whose  word,  like  manna  showered  from 
Is  planted  in  our  breast. 

2  Preserve  it  from  the  passing  feet, 

And  plunderers  of  the  air ; 
The  sultry  sun's  intenser  heat, 
And  weeds  of  worldly  care. 

3  Though  buried  deep,  or  thinly  strewn, 

Do  thou  thy  grace  supply ;" 
The  hope  in  earthly  furrows  sown, 
Shall  ripen  in  the  sky. 

t  Sing  St.  Martin's,  page  162. 


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Fine. 


GREENVILLE.    8,  7  *  &  4s,  or  8  &  7s. 
1.  Part    in    peace!  is     day  be-  fore  us?  Praise  his    name  for     life       and    light; 


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964.    8  &  7s. 

Peace  6e  with  you. 

2  Part  in  peace  !  with  deep  thanksgiving, 

Rendering,  as  we  homeward  tread, 
Gracious  service  to  the  living, 
Tranquil  memory  to  the  dead. 

3  Part  in  peace  !  such  are  the  praises, 

God,  our  Maker,  loveth  best ; 
Such  the  worship  that  upraises 
Human  hearts  to  heavenly  rest. 

965.t   7s. 

Praise. 

1  Praise  the  Lord — his  glory  bless  ; 
Praise  him  in  his  holiness  ; 
Praise  him  as  the  theme  inspires  ; 
Praise  him  as  his  fame  requires. 

2  Let  the  trumpet's  lofty  sound 
Spread  its  loudest  notes  around ; 
Let  the  harp  unite  in  praise 
With  the  sacred  minstrel's  lays. 

3  Let  the  organ  join  to  bless 

God,  the  Lord  our  righteousness  ; 
Tune  your  voice  to  spread  the  fame 
Of  the  great  Jehovah's  name. 

*  The  Kepeat  is  for  the  8  &  7s. 


966.     8,  7&4s. 
Dismission. 

1  Lord  !  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Let  us  all,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace ; 

Oh  !  refresh  us — 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration, 

Por  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound ; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

967.    c.  M. 

The  Indwelling  God. 

1  The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain 

The  universal  Lord  ; 
Yet  he  in  humble  hearts  will  deign 
To  dwell,  and  be  adored. 

2  Where'er  ascends  the  sacrifice 

Of  fervent  praise  and  prayer, 

Or  on  the  earth,  or  in  the  skies, 

The  God  of  heaven  is  there, 

3  His  presence  is  diffused  abroad, 

Thro'  realms,  thro'  worlds  unknown  ; 
Who  seek  the  mercies  of  our  God 

Are  ever  near  his  throne, 
t  Sing  Nureinburg,  page  93. 


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send  down,  And  cheer  thy    sons 
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be  -  neath. 


968.  C.  M. 

Prayer  for  a  blessing  on  the   Word. 

2  "While  in  thy  word  we  search  for  thee, 

O,  fill  our  souls  with  awe  ; 
Thy  light  impart,  that  we  may  see 
The  wonders  of  thy  law. 

3  Now  let  our  darkness  comprehend 

The  light  that  shines  so  clear ; 
Now  thy  revealing  Spirit  send, 
And  give  us  ears  to  hear. 

969.  C.  M. 

Bless  God  in  the  Sanctuary. 

1  Bless  God,  ye  servants  that  attend 

Upon  his  solemn  state — 
That  in  his  temple's  hallowed  courts 
With  humble  reverence  wait. 

2  Within  his  house  lift  up  your  hands, 

And  bless  his  holy  name  ; 
From  Zion  bless  thy  Israel,  Lord, 
Who  earth  and  heaven  didst  frame. 

970.  It  M. 

Close  of  Service. 

1  Lord,  now  we  part,  in  thy  blest  name, 
In  which  we  here  together  came : 
Grant  us  our  few  remaining  days 

To  work  thy  will  and  spread  thy  praise. 

2  Teach  us  in  life  and  death  to  bless 

The  Lord  our  strength  and  righteousness  ; 
And  grant  us  all  to  meet  above, 
Then  shall  we  better  sing  thy  love. 


971.  8  &  7s. 
Closing  Hymn. 

1  Israel's  Shepherd,  guide  us,  feed  us, 

Through  our  pilgrimage  below, 
And  beside  the  waters  lead  us, 
Where  thy  flock  rejoicing  go. 

2  Lord,  thy  guardian  presence  ever, 

Meekly  kneeling,  we  implore  ; 
We  have  found  thee,  and  would  never, 
Never  wander  from  thee  more. 

972.  CM. 

1  To  him  that  loved  the  souls  of  men, 

And  shed  for  us  his  blood, 
To  royal  honors  raised  our  head, 
And  made  us  priests  to  God  : 

2  To  him  let  every  tongue  be  praise, 

And  every  heart  be  love  ! 
All  grateful  honors  paid  on  earth, 
And  nobler  songs  above ! 

973.    7s. 

1  Glorious  in  thy  saints  appear  ; 
Plant  thy  heavenly  kingdom  here  ; 
Light  and  life  to  all  impart  ; 
Shine  on  each  believing  heart ; — 

2  And,  in  every  grace  complete, 
Make  us,  Lord,  for  glory  meet ; 
Till  we  stand  before  thy  sight, 
Partners  with  the  saints  in  light. 


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974.    7s. 

1  Father  !  glory  be  to  thee, 
Source  of  all  the  good  we  see  ! 
Glory  for  the  blessed  light, 
Rising  on  the  ancient  night ! 


2  Glory  for  the  hopes  that  come, 
Streaming  through  the  dreary  tomb! 
Glory  for  the  counsel  given, 
Guiding  us  in  peace  to  heaven  ! 


975.    7s. 

1  Thanks  for  mercies,  Lord,  receive 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 
With  eternity  in  view. 


2  Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young  ; 

Grant  us,  Lord,  thy  peace  and  love ; 
And,  when  life's  short  race  is  run, 
Take  us  to  thy  house  above. 


976.   H.  M. 


1  To  thee  our  wants  are  known  ; 

From  thee  are  all  our  powers ; 
Accept  what  is  thine  own, 

And  pardon  what  is  ours. 
Our  praises,  Lord,  and  prayers  receive, 
And  to  thy  word  a  blessing  give. 


2  O  grant  that  each  of  us 

Now  met  before  thee  here, 
May  meet  together  thus, 

When  thou  and  thine  appear, 
And  follow  thee  to  heaven,  our  home  : 
Even  so,  Amen — Lord  Jesus,  come. 


977.   L.  M. 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake  !  awake  ! 
Put  on  thy  strength,  the  nations  shake; 
Now  let  the  world  adoring  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 


2  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim 
Through  every  clime,  of  every  name 
Let  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 


978.     S.  M. 

1  Thy  name,  almighty  Lord, 

Shall  sound  through  distant  lands  : 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word ; 
Thy  truth  forever  stands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honor  spread, 

And  long  thy  praise  endure, — 
Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 
Shall  be  exchanged  no  more. 


979.    C.  M. 

1  Eternal  Sun  of  Righteousness, 

Display  thy  beams  divine, 

And  cause  the  glory  of  thy  face 

On  all  our  hearts  to  shine. 

2  Light  in  thy  light,  0,  may  we  see, 

Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove, 
Revived,  and  cheered,  and  blessed  by  theft 
The  God  of  pardoning  love. 


980.    C.  M. 

1  0  wondrous  depth  of  grace  divine, 

My  soul  would  fain  adore  : 
Dear  Father,  let  me  call  thee  mine, 
And  I  will  ask  no  more. 

2  By  thee  in  all  things  richly  blest, 

"Low  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 
Thou  art  my  Hope,  my  Life,  my  Rest, 
My  Father  and  ray  all ! 


981.     8  &  7s. 

1  May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above  ! 

2  Let  us  thus  abide  in  union 

With  each  other,  and  the  Lord  ; 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 


982.     8  &  7s. 

1  Lo  !  the  day  of  rest  declineth, 

Gather  fast  the  shades  of  night ; 
Yet  the  sun  that  ever  shincth 

Fills  our  souls  with  heavenly  light. 

2  While,  thine  ear  of  love  addressing, 

Thus  our  parting  hymn  we  sing, 
Father,  with  thine  evening  blessing 
Rest  we  safe  beneath  thy  wing. 


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I.    SMITH. 


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1.  O       God    of     sov  -  'reign    grace, 


We    bow      be    -    fore       thy         throne, 


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983.    S.  M. 

2  Spread  through  the  earth,  O  Lord, 

The  knowledge  of  thy  ways  ; 

And  let  all  lands  with  joy  record 

The  great  Eedeemer's  praise. 


984.  I*  M- 

1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 


2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord ! 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

985.   c.  *l  t 

1  O  all  ye  nations  !  praise  the  Lord, 

Each  with  a  different  tongue  ; 
In  every  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his  name  be  sung. 

2  His  mercy  reigns  through  every  land, — 

Proclaim  his  grace  abroad ; 
Eor  ever  firm  his  truth  shall  stand, — 
'Praise  ye  the  faithful  God ! 


986.  8  &  7s. 

Peace  of  God,  which  knows  no  measure, 

Heavenly  sunlight  of  the  soul, 
Peace  beyond  all  earthly  treasure, 

Come  and  all  our  hearts  control ! 
Come,  almighty  to  deliver  ! 

Naught  shall  make  us  then  afraid ; 
We  will  trust  in  thee  forever, 

Thou  on  whom  our  hope  is  stayed  ; 

987.  7  &  6s. 

God  shall  bless  thy  going  out, 

Shall  bless  thy  coming  in  ; 
Kindly  compass  thee  about, 

Till  thou  art  saved  from  sin  : 
Lean  upon  thy  Father's  breast ; 

'Tis  he  thy  spirit  keeps  : 
Rest  in  him,  securely  rest ; 

Thy  Guardian  never  6leeps. 

988.   I-  M.  81. 

To  thee,  supreme,  the  ever-blest, 
Be  praise  in  thankful  notes  addressed ; 
Such  as  the  stars  of  morning  sung, 
When  earth  was  on  its  balance  hung ; 
Such  praise  as  from  angelic  choirs, 
And  saiuts,  whom  zeal  like  theirs  inspires, 
In  heaven  above,  and  earth  below, 
Still  flows,  and  shall  forever  flow. 


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DOANE.    8  &  7s. 


(989.) 


By  permission. 


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990.   7s. 

1  Homage  pay  to  God  above, — 
God,  whose  nature  all  is  love ; 
In  his  praise  your  breath  employ,  - 
Gracious  Source  of  every  joy  !  " 


2  All  our  hopes  of  life  and  heaven 
Through  thy  grace  alone  are  given; 
Bliss  eternal,  pure,  divine, — 
Every  gift,  O  God,  is  thine. 


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991.    7s. 

1  Father,  hear  oui  humhle  prayer  ! 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

2  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong ; 

Sanctify  each  cross  and  pain ; 
Give  us,  if  thou  wilt,  ere  long 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 


992.    H.  M. 

Glory  to  God  on  high ; 

Forever  bless  his  name  ; 

Let  earth,  and  seas,  and  sky, 

His  wondrous  love  proclaim. 

To  him  be  praise  and  glory  given 

By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 


993.    L.  M. 

From  North  and  South,  from  East  and  West, 
Advance  the  myriads  of  the  blest ; 
From  every  clime  of  earth  they  come, 
And  find  in  heaven  a  common  home. 


2  In  one  immortal  throng  we  view 
Bagan  and  Christian,  Greek  and  Jew; 
But,  all  their  doubts  and  darkness  o'er, 
One  only  God  they  now  adore. 


994.    c.  M. 

Now,  blessing,  honor,  glory,  power, 
By  all  in  earth  and  heaven, 

To  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne 
And  to  the  Lamb  be  given. 


995.    I-  M. 

Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow! 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ! 
Praise  him,  above,  ye  heavenly  throng  ! 
Praise  God  our  Father,  in  your  song ! 


996.   L.  M. 

Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high ! 
And,  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed, 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obeyed ! 


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